Trapped

Feeling claustrophobic from the stuffy nose, too hot in the house, unable to sleep...

Waiting....

Waiting....

Waiting for this to be over.

I'm impressed that my good mood lasted as long as it did, but now it is gone, replaced by despondency.

For the second night in a row I had to talk with a parent about an upset player, one who apparently came home crying. I have yet to figure out what makes this kid tick... he comes to practice, goofs off, annoys his fellow players, then he's hurt that they are annoyed with him. Getting information out of him is next to impossible, as he does his best to not let you know if he's paying attention. All I want is to fix everything, but everything feels like it's falling apart instead.

I can see why some coaches want to stop when the kids reach this age. Of course, these players were always difficult, they're just becoming more so.

And don't even talk to me about my dating life.

I had a problem, but I no longer have the problem, and I wish I did. I like someone who lives two hours from here by car, and that distance was a problem, but for a week now she hasn't returned my e-mails. So no problem, right? Yeah, but I wish I still had it. She has a sense of humour that connected with me, surprising me a bit in the process.

So, what does the future hold?

A trip to Saskatoon a week from tomorrow for my eldest's soccer tournament, perhaps coffee with a someone I've only chatted with so far as a respite from the craziness that I know will characterize the hotel stay.

The final piece of my car stereo may have arrived; got a call from them today...

A break from soccer from now until Monday if the weather stays wet....

Hopefully less illness, more work, and some sort of chance to get out and meet... somebody!