I’d had enough of Starling hanging around and asking me to do things with her all day yesterday, so I packed her off to school this morning, kicking and screaming. When we got there I had to drag her inside to the office and it turns out that she had actually been suspended again for bullying. The reason she refused to go to school yesterday was because Röbert and I were supposed to go in for a meeting with the principal and a school counselor and the poor little dear was scared to tell us.
I met with them alone, and signed her up to talk to the school counselor twice a week instead of going to music class. Mrs. Weems, who teaches music, has a really distracting hairline, so Starling can’t concentrate in there anyway. Starling wasn’t excited about meeting with the weird school counselor until I explained that it was a good place to complain about friends. I think she needs an outlet for that.
Once that was taken care of, I was free to leave her there, so I scampered right over to the gym. I have missed my morning routine!
After Pilates for Pros, I was walking to the bookstore, when I happened to see Renata again. She was sitting at that new outdoor cafe next to the park, enjoying what looked like a frothy, fattening cup of java. How lovely for her. Maybe it will give her the energy to stalk me some more!
As I passed her, I noticed that she got up to go inside the building for a moment. In this day and age it is really not safe to leave food and beverages unattended, but maybe it is fine in Guam or Canada or wherever she is from. It is really none of my business.
After I had made my purchase at Books A Million, Krystyn called to let me know that Fat Alice’s mom was signed up for Spin to the 90’s again, so I was racing back to gym to see that, when I heard sirens. I was shocked to see who was being loaded into an ambulance.
Renata being taken to the hospital does make me reflect on the fragility of life. I will give my three lil’ angles an extra big hug before I pack them up to bed tonight!
I wonder how I can support Ty through this crisis? I am sure he really doesn’t care, but I want to be a friend to him anyway. I hope she isn’t a marijuana addict or have a heroin problem or something.