Whine and Cheese

"I want to go home. I really want to go home!" Thus saith a six year old female in my first grade every afternoon around one o'clock. And she will pronouce that proclamation to anyone who inquires.

"So do I." saith this teacher in reply. I told her today I have no cheese for that whine and we must just deal with things as they are. It gave everyone a laugh. I told her that whenever I 'want' something I can't have immediately I then think about the fact that sooner or later I will probably have it and then my whine turns into excitement and anticipation.

Here's my list of I wants:
I want my knee to stop hurting.
I want more time every afternoon so I can plan my lessons for the following day.
I want someone to decide that they are going to pay for the surgery, physical therapy and doctor's bills that are piling up. I want it resolved SOON.
I want to have just enough money so I don't have to scrimp every two weeks for about five days prior to my next paycheck.
I want a new car. Any new car even partly new--just a pretty one please but if someone has a sexy black BMW or Mercedes they are willing to part with . . .


I want and here comes my fantasy---- don't worry it's G rated:
to run in a place where my knees no longer hurt and I am about 70 pounds lighter and I can roll on the grass down a hill if I want to. I want to sit under a tree and pass an afternoon reading aloud to my favorite Hobbit. I want him to read aloud to me. (Wouldn't it be nice to be read aloud to for once?) I want to pass a pleasant afternoon in his company just talking about things--the state of the world--Middle-earth and the politics --how's the new King doing, Frodo?

But alas. . . perhaps in another life that shall become more than a fantasy. For now I guess I'll go find some lovely cheese to placate my whine and ponder about the politics of this world and such.

"There is a place called 'heaven' where the good here unfinished is
completed; and where the stories unwritten, and the hopes unfulfilled, are
continued."
J.R.R. Tolkien