Woke up this morning with a horrible headache. It was also pouring down rain. I know there probably isn't any correlation but it just seems odd that the first rain of the season causes me to have a headache. Maybe the neurosurgeon who reads my blog can give me more insight...oh wait...I don't have a neurosurgeon who reads my blog. Anyone else have insight?
Anyone??? Anyone??? Bueller...Bueller...
Anyway the headache continued even with me throwing 2 Advil's at it. But I trudged forward and made it to school. Taught my first class, met with my colleagues to work out the details regarding our upcoming two holiday programs and corresponding assemblies. Now I love my colleagues, but this meeting did nothing to help that throbbing headache I was battling.
Thankfully the only class I had to teach after lunch was a class that I team teach. My team teacher was kind enough to offer to take the class by herself so I could go home. Andrew didn't have any more classes either so I made arrangements for Bella and hit the road. By this time my headache was causing me to start to feel a little nauseous.
I called GS to let him know that I was going home. His voice mail however, cracked me up.
I call and start to leave my message and get cut off half way through with:
I'm sorry, but your message is too short, please try again.
You have got to be kidding me. First of all I had no idea that there were rules regarding minimum length of messages. Second of all I had no patience for a computer lady interrupting me to tell me the message I wasn't even finished leaving was too short. The odd thing was that someone had to record that message in the event that someone left a message that was too short?!?!?
I came home took a three hour nap. That took the edge of my headache, however the downside to that will be that I will be up watching reruns of Taxi on Nick at Night because I cannot sleep. Maybe Disney will have on Phineas and Ferb. That show makes me laugh. They are two cartoon brothers who come up with crazy ideas and inadvertently drive their sister crazy. If you haven't seen it you must give it a try.
Maybe they can figure out why rainy days give me headaches, or at the very least figure out how to avoid being scolded by a pre-recorded message about minimum lengths of voice mails.
One can hope.
- A Ro