Zen

Today,

one thing kept leading to another

-which is almost never good-

and I wound myself up in a whole mess of

yo-yo knots.

I know you know what I'm talking about.

We've all done it...

Every adult on the planet has given a kid a yo-yo and watched as they managed to turn that string into a tangle of knots, so mangled, no Boy Scout would ever figure it out.

And today,

I wound
                              myself
into a mess of yo-yo knots.

Why?
Because
I'm
awesome
like that.


I also reminded my principal of my awesomeness...
 (because I'm currently doing this on a two day on/two day off rotational basis)


and proceeded to remind her it's totally cool with me if she pays for THAT..eerrrrrr MY position next year.
(because I'm currently doing this on a two day on/two day off rotational basis)



(You know, in case she forgets)



To which, she said to me, "You know, sometimes the door that opens..."

I'd tell you the rest but I can't remember it because I stopped listening right there ON PURPOSE.  The last time someone started talking to me about windows and doors, outlooks and views I was on my way out and I hadn't asked to move.

-No thank you.-

Then I came home and saw this laying on my kitchen table...

"The only zen you find at the top of a mountain is the zen you bring up there."

and this...

"If you want to be free, Be Free."

I wrote them down a few days ago because I liked them - they made me smile.  I needed to read that after the long, wind myself in knots sort of, day I had.

Knots are so overrated.

Be zen.