Dusk Before Beach Adventure

JMJ
This morning I was able to ignore the stings of my scorched epidermis and wake up with a smile on my face for today I was to play the world's greatest game, soccer. Every Tues this summer I have decided to partake in a selfless deed and assist a one-legged elderly man coach the town's middle school team plus a few preschoolers...I'm never having children.
I must admit though, there is nothing more satisfying than being able to dribble with an ease through people half my size until I get schooled...by my own sisters. My younger sisters, a 15 and a 13 year old, are the equivalent to an Amazonian woman and make sure I am aware of that fact on the soccer field and at our loving home.
I no longer dare start any physical altercations with them for the sake of my wellbeing. I know how to survive and make sure I do even if it means swallowing my pride. I usually choke though...

I later went to shelve and restored order one book at a time at the University of Oregon library. I truly do love my job, not only because my ten year-old brother can do it, but because of the people I shelve with. They are my library family. We keep each other sane one day at a time.
We are master book shelvers and struggle to make our job seem important on a daily basis. We never succeed.

The bus ride home was less than enjoyable though...I had to sit by a foul-odored kid...again. The kind of odor that makes you wish you lost your sense of smell from a tragic childhood accident with fire or something. Sweet kid but his clothes need to be introduced to a washer and he himself needs to be introduced to the shower.

Packing for this beach get-away tomorrow at Seaside with the family is beginning to be a pain in the ass. I have packed my blue-poka-dotted underwear and Green Secret deoderant thus far. We'll be there for barely two days and I'm just at a loss. ugh. My brother on the other hand has recently asked to borrow one of my bags to pack some of his junk otherwise known as shit. It's the third bag he plans on bringing. Little does he know I am going to make sure that his skateboard, board games, spy-gear, pocket knives, various flashlights, hair gel, and car collection do not make this journey. bahaha.
I'm looking forward to this little rendevous, this break, this precious "family time." For the trip, my mother thought it would be a good idea to purchase "Soy Bean Trail Mix" whatever the hell that is. I'll be munching on it anyways no doubt because family trips can be stressful and food eases my nerves. These soy beans will have to do. My dad is happy because he found the rest of our "top quality boogey-boards"...in our green house? We can now boogey-board as a family. Thank God. Seaside, watch out, for here come the clan of the Cochs.