Busy Busy Busy

Since I last had time to breathe, much has happened of which you probably need to be aware.

Happenings That Have Happened, and In Their Happening, Made Less to Happen:

• School ended! This would normally be the end of work, but NO. I had a student to tutor in Geometry, a graduation to organize, teaching materials to organize for those to follow, and packing and cleaning for a move. One week later...
• I moved to Georgia! To await the coming of flights, I moved back in with the parental units. They are dismayed, but I get free housing... Hi Mom! One day later...
• I visited the grand state of North Carolina for a measly 8.5 hours for a brain appointment and a hair appointment. 
• Brain appointment: I am justified in stating that I am partly crazy. I have Irlen Syndrome. Yes, it is a real thing. It simply means that my brain cannot handle all of the information my eyes send to it. The results are psychedelic: I see moving bubbles, rainbows, streams, halos, heatwaves, and jumping flea-like specks on stationary white walls. The effects only get better with more information in my sight, as seen with words on pages... YUCK! It is terribly frustrating to read letters that move off the page and crash into piles at the sides of the book. My diagnostician is also surprised I have not demolished more cars on roads that zig and zag better than rollercoasters. This is all countermanded by the addition of color, so every year, I go to get my brain re-checked and a pair of glasses that are the right color for my brain. *note: I promise to post a picture of my new EltonJohns (glasses) when they come in.
• Hair appointment: Not as interesting and makes me sound like a high-maintenance valley girl of some sort. Yes, I drove four hours to have my hair done in a tiny hair salon called "Limelights" in tiny Troutman, NC. What can I say? She knows how to cut my curly hair so I am not Mufasa. One day later...
•  The Familia and I left for Orlando, Florida where Mom and I are enjoying continually mooching off Dad's conference. Two days later...

Since this post began so well as a list, let us continue with ...

Things I Learned From Two Days in Orlando:

1. I will never marry a millionaire. Why? because the valets, snotty judgmental elevator people, and general grandeur in spite of the general courtesy of workers make me want to tear my hair out.  I do not like attention I did not earn. Valets carrying my backpack which houses a good fourth of my worldly possessions does not tickle me pink. Seriously! I only pack what I can carry. Therefore, It has been pressed upon me that I cannot marry a millionaire despite the manifold attractions of said imaginary millionaire.
2. I will do almost anything to avoid a crowd. I cannot remember being this skittish with large numbers of people before moving to Hopi. I am spoiled by large spaces.
3. I like to stay off the very well beaten track of Disney. As much as I love Disney movies, I do not want to fight the crowds. *see above.
4. Mom's phone GPS is smarter than me. Yesterday, we tried to go to "World of Orchids" which has been closed for three years. Thank you internet for leading me down the enchanting path of wrong. 
5. Mom's phone GPS lies better than a dog in the heat of summer. Today, we went to Wekiwa Springs, but spent an hour traipsing in a circle through neighborhoods till we finally stopped for directions at a shack covered with kayaks and alligator skins. We were beginning to get nervous glances from the inhabitants thinking we were preparing for a drive-by. Low and behold, we were in the wrong part of town. Twenty minutes saw us arrive at and enjoy the park.
6. Wekiwa State park is beautiful and ridden with huge spiders, horseflies and yellow flies on their gorgeous trails, but the springs are bug free relaxation incarnate.