Friday Confessions
What a time it’s been here, chez Monkeypants. It was a boring week, and then, at the end, everything happened.
1) No gym. Ho Hum.
2) Sewed while at work. My job is not sewing, it is teaching kids to read. But I had a project, and sew, I did.
3) LOVED belly dancing class on Thursday. I don’t know if I’ll be able to continue, but I forgot how my soul opened up when I dance. Even fat. Even when I can’t see the muscles of my belly. Even sweating like a maniac. Of course, I sweated more than anyone else, but I always do.
4) My father had a heart attack Thursday afternoon. Or not. He was having symptoms (like indigestion) on Wednesday, and on Thursday, felt pain in his arm. He got my brother to drive him to the hospital. It was very mild and he is going to be just fine. However, I’m not supposed to know about it, but my sister-in-law told me. Dad “Didn’t want to worry me”. I am angry that I’m ‘not supposed to worry’ and will be lodging a gentle but insistent protest as soon as I ‘know’.