Morning Walk Musings: Off to School, Part 1

This morning, while on my walk, I sent out the following twitter:

"Extra layer of warmth for walk today was a smart move. Still not as cold as when I would walk a mile in the snow, uphill, to school."

I'm not going to whine about how cold it is today because I'm from Maine and I know real cold.  I also know the second sentance of that tweet is actually the truth.  For 2 years I walked a mile to school every day, no matter what the weather, and there was a hill I had to trek up at the end.  Then, once I got to school, I'd have to wait outside with everyone else until the bell rang.  I usually didn't thaw out until second period.  I'm sure there are other people who can relate.  Most schools had a rule that if you lived less than 1 mile from the school, they would not provide bus service.  Here's the really crazy part.....I could have taken the bus.....my house was 1 mile from the school.

I lived in California during my elementary school years and, part way through my 4th grade year, we moved and I had to go to a new school.  The school I left behind was really nice.  There were small classes and everyone got along.  When I started the new school I discovered I was in a whole new world.  On my first day I was challanged to a fight after school.  The girl later backed down because she decided she liked me.  This school also became my first experience with "The Clique".  Back then I didn't know the term "clique" but I could see the kids would divide themselves into different groups during recess.  If you didn't know the secret "code" of the group, you weren't invited to join.  I found the whole thing rather strange but knew I wanted to belong somewhere, I just wasn't sure which group would accept my code.

Almost Time

In less than 12 hours I will be in the airport awaiting my flight to Vegas.  Although I'm somewhat excited, I'm also a little frustrated to be more limited in my spending than usual.  Let's face it, me not having much money for these trips isn't new.  One summer I left with just enough money for the cab ride to the airport after spending more than I had planned.  This time there will be no credit cards to go to and only one ATM stop allowed for a tiny bit of back-up cash I'll have available Friday.  The situation really has me less excited than normal.

I may make one exception to the dollar menu rule, however, for a trip to the Hofbraus,  provided the group doesn't try to ditch me again. ;) I had fun there and would really like to go again.  I'll just have to play it by ear and see how the money situation is when the time comes.  The hardest part of the whole thing is going to be getting myself out of this funk I'm in.  For four days I just want to forget about everything waiting for me when I return.  I really don't think that is too much to ask.