"I've got a fever"

Well, if you're any kind of SNL fan you can finish that quote. If not...I'll finish it for you: "and the cure is more cowbell"--Christopher Walken. Now, I don't exactly need more cowbell, but I do crave more sunshine. It's definitely time to come out of hibernation. I need to get out more. Like out, out, not just to the gym or to the grocery store. I actually wanted to spring clean the other day. The moment was short-lived but still...I can tell springtime is just around the corner.

Hello Sunshine...come into my life
In honesty it's been awhile
since we've had reason left to smile
Hello Sunshine...come into my life

Ok, enough with analagies that probably only make sense in my head. I do have a bad case of spring fever, though. Today I imagined myself running outside in the sunshine. I swoon about walking to the store or steeling a friend's dog so I can walk it. Slight crazy, I know. Maybe it's because I just got a new part-time job on top of my real job, so I'm indoors all the time. It's only temporary (til April 26), but it means I work from 9:30-10, 5 days a week. I'm not being a sympathy whore, I'm just giving out information. I feel like I need to get outside. I need to be taken for a walk. A long walk. I don't know if going outside will be enough, though. I feel like I need to get away. I've had dreams in which I'm running really fast away from something, and it feels great. Perhaps I'm missing my spring break. It's my first year without one :( <-now I am being a sympathy whore. Maybe it was triggered by my spin class on Sunday. We spun (?!?) to the song, Everybody's workin for the weekend. Who knows. I'm going to stop speculating now.

I don't know how I caught it, but I did. Maybe I should start scheduling in hikes or join an intramural team. Oh to play intramural softball. I love it. Plant some trees? Any ideas? I don't know. I just know that I need some fresh air.

New Job-ok, so you know about my spring obsession, but what you don't really know about is my new job. Well, I'm going to tell you about it right now (by the way this is sort of how 4th grade essays start. they're rubbing off on me). My new job is scoring 4th-grade Taks-test essays. Don't let my lame description fool you, it makes for an extremely entertaining last 4 hours of my day. Fourth graders are really funny and creative and...basically brilliant. They write what they feel. Their minds haven't yet been constricted to as many grammar and stylistic rules as ours have. Though they frequently misspell words, they take a phonetic stab at them. One kid wrote "mulkontrol." heh.
What's great about it is that you can really hear them reading the essay. You can really imagine a little kid telling you their sory. I love it. Because we're still in training, the coordinator has been reading essays aloud to show us examples of different levels of writing. He does a really good job at trying to capture each child's voice. He makes the group of 300+ strangers laugh together. Honestly I think I have a little crush on him now :) I'm such a sucker for funny boys. Unfortunatley I think he's like 30 (definitely not a boy)...and probably married. I think it's more of a crush on his voice really, because I haven't actually seen him close up. Oh well. Whatever it is, it still makes the time much more enjoyable.