I really miss having transportation. I'm the strong (okay, not so strong) independent (deeply independent) type. I hate asking for help.

On the other hand I'm really bonding with Dawn Luggart, one of the other special education teachers at school. I had to ride with another teacher yesterday and I can tell you that it was definitely not the same. I wound up comparing my insides to what I saw of Donna Bain's outside life. I felt very inadequate. Not a good feeling.

School is different this year. It's much like stepping into a familiar fairy tale but not really knowing which character I'm supposed to be. Sometimes I feel like the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland. At other times I feel like Cinderella who has been locked in a room to keep her from going to the ball. It's kind of hard to explain actually. I know everything is real and will be okay but it feel like an alternate reality.

My bi-pap machine quit working on Sunday. So far I am not sleep deprived but I have been in the process of getting a new machine. I'm told I have to pay $200 up front. Well, pay day isn't until the 20th. We'll see how sleep deprived I am by then.

Trying to figure out how I'm going to get to Birmingham to hear Linda give her talk for the first time. I've tried several routes. None are solid. Surely something or someone will spring forth by the 23rd.