The cooler temps have come at last. We are no longer running the air 24/7. Last year people kept telling us to just wait until October 15 and the weather would suddenly change. The reality was that the change did not happen until late November. The thought of two more months of this heat and humidity had begun to really get me down. For the first time in since we returned in August I am able to sit out on the upper deck feeling comfortable and able to breathe. I must admit, I have not only been feeling hot all the time but I have also been feeling a bit homesick. I think lots of things brought it on; the heat, the job, and missing friends and family.
The tourists are finally beginning to appear in town again. The cruise ships are once again resting in the harbor of Cabo St. Lucas. These are good signs as the economy has been severely depressed here also. Last year the tourists got on my nerves. Now I am happy to see every last one of them. Laguna Vista has not as yet begun to fill up with snow-birds. It is still like living in a ghost town. Some of our new friends are coming down later this year and coming for a shorter time. My dear friend, Liz, came back from her travels last week and spending time with her has been comforting. She is a wise sage. She really surprised me by magically coming up with a wonderful chunk of cash that I can use to buy books for my students at Libertad.
I had a mini-melt down this week as I felt many events at school were beginning to come crashing down upon me. I even had a real crash as I took a clumsy fall at the French Bakery Tuesday, losing my ice cream cone and breaking my thermos full of beet soup all over me and my bag of school papers. I have always been a perfectionist in my work life and this is not the time nor the place to be aiming for perfection. Besides, I can't even exit a bakery with grace. It is the time to appreciate what is. Harry and my team-mate Patty helped me as I began to feel deeply tired and depressed as one of the longest weeks of my life finally came to an end. Today, adhering to their good advice, I chose to relax and enjoy what I have accomplished (not upon what I felt I needed to accomplish) and most of all, I focused on enjoying the best part of this job, the kids. Harry gave me some sound advice at seven a. m. and Patty gave me a good pep-talk as I arrived at school ready to cry Friday morning. Even Rosie, my mostly uninvolved boss, stopped in with an unexpected and uncharacteristic cheery word at the end of the day.
As I have learned in the past, it is important even in the hard times, to count your blessings. I have, once again, let my propensity towards work-alcoholism get the best of me. Granted this school has serious issues, lack of money being the foremost, but there are so many good things about it that money alone could never buy. I can't possibly do what I know could be done for these students. The book money, however, will be a start in the right direction. I just need to do what I can and enjoy the experience. There are no certifiable crazy or evil persons running around lose at Libertad intent on doing bad things to people. (been there, experienced that) It is a safe place to work and sometimes you even feel appreciated. Not bad, not bad at all. Now, if I can just find a support group for workaholics I should be fine.
And no, I have no idea why the word certifiable in the text above decided to go yellow. 
Newsflash! Harry has now moved his writing station to the lower deck so we now each can have our own outdoor space! Talk about magic!
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