There are days I get excited about and then days I get excited about. Funny thing is, I didn't even know today was the Scripps National Spelling Bee until scrolling through the guide on the TV in our lunchroom. So, of course, we watched what we could of the afternoon round and noted that the finals would be on at 7.
A large part of my love for the Bee came from the Spellbound documentary that my high school Broadcasting teacher showed us in class. I loved each and every one of those kids so incredibly much - they were unique, and they owned it. I so admired the dedication and the willpower it takes to study day after day, night after night, cramming your head with as much information as possible, trying to make connections between languages and root words and prefixes and suffixes whenever possible. I found (and still find) it fascinating.
I was never in a spelling bee (that I can remember), but something about just watching the kids who have worked so hard get to reach that final goal makes me so happy. They're incredibly intelligent and incredibly hard working. I admire that immensely. So, I enjoy seeing little snippets of all the contestants' personalities and cheering them on when they're able to spell (as the commentator described them) diabolically difficult words.
...and then somehow in the 2 hours and 40 minutes that we took to watch the Bee tonight, our basement flooded. I'm not talking just a light coat of wetness, oh no. We are talking ANKLE DEEP water here. Over half of the basement. It makes you want to cry, but you just can't because the whole thing is just so absurd. You had a shitty day already, and now it's 10:15, and you have to deal with this? It's almost too ridiculous to believe. So you take your little 5 gallon ShopVac and try to start sucking up the (relatively conservative estimate of) 200 gallons of water on the floor.
We eventually gave up and decided we'd try to get to Home Depot first thing in the morning for a bigger wet vac. Tiny over here just isn't cutting it.
In other news, it's been a really long time since I've written, and this time (it's always "this time," isn't it?), I'm making a concerted effort to keep on keepin' on. The one thing that will make that feat a little easier: a new writing machine! My poor, sad 2008 white MacBook is still functioning but has outlived its ability to be updated. I could no longer sync my phone or get any software updates at all. That's 100% my fault, since I failed to get Lion or El Capitan or Mount Rushmore or whatever the hell it was. So this time, if there's an update, you best believe I'm on it!
Currently exhausted. Until next time!
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