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A Break in Routine A Break in Routine I�m not going to whine today about how miserable my life is. The miserability is only temporary and while it�s taking longer than normal to pass, it will pass. I actually have some good news today. Two good news items in fact although some will call one of them bad news. The good-bad is that I have taken up the evil weed tobacco again. I am just too stressed to do the quit smoking thing right now and I was doing it for all the wrong reasons to begin with so I shelve this for a later date. Right now the two females in my house need to be on drugs. One needs Paxil and one needs cigarettes. I can�t force the one to take anti-depressants but I can certainly permit the other to get her daily dose of nicotine. There, I feel 50% better already. The awesomely good news is that I�m a winner. The Kid had his final band concert last Wednesday night and since it�s the big three-hour long event of the season, I went to watch. He�s in the 7th grade now so it was his first big Jr. High concert and it involves all of the district�s grades 5 through 12 playing throughout the night. It�s wonderful to see the progression these kids make over the years. They start out with the little ones, work their way up to the seniors and then everyone chimes in on the finale. During one of the breaks, I happen to get caught in the lobby by the principal of The Kid�s former elementary school who was there quite coincidentally for the monthly BOE meeting. She was going around selling entries in something called a �Golf Ball Drop� wherein folks spend a fortune to buy a golf ball that is dropped from a lift onto the school�s ball field the point being that a �hole� is designated on the field and the person who�s ball lands closest to the �hole� wins a prize. There is also a second prize. Now I�ve bought raffle type things before for school fundraisers and I have never won. Not First, Second, or even Third prize. Never. Until today. My phone rang this morning and the principal identified herself as the caller. Now The Kid is out fishing this morning so my first panicked thought is, �Is he ok?� Yes, he�s fine and she proceeds to start telling me that they�ve just finished doing the Golf Ball Drop and I�m a winner. First prize to be exact. Now I cannot for the life of me remember what the prizes were. I just know that The Kid did very well at the elementary school. It was the school he attended when we first moved here and they made the transition from big city to small town a tiny blip on the radar. He was so welcomed and attended to that I thought there might be some let down once the novelty of his arrival wore off. No such thing. They treat all their kids like celebrities at this school. So even though he no longer attends this school, when the principal asked me to participate in the fundraiser, I ponied up my $10.00 not really paying attention to the details. Never thought I had a chance of winning it. Well hello better odds in a small town. I frickin� won. First Prize. Two Thousand, Five Hundred Dollars. Yes, $2500.00. The big money. The only immediate plans I have for this money is to give $100.00 to The Kid. If he wasn�t playing in the band, I never would have been in the lobby when the principal came around and therefore, would not have won a thing.
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