Final day, much too soon

So I mentioned yesterday how I felt like I was coming down with a cold? My nose was running all day from morning until bedtime. And now how many times have I had to do that today? Try zero. Bodies can be weird things, but I'm certainly not unhappy about it.

Right now I'm on the plane heading home. I went out to the beach for a while and picked up some pretty shells and then saw my daughter off to the airport. Then I wrote report cards (yes, I did work there. In fact, I carried large piles of tests down in my carry-on bag, which stayed in the bag untouched for the duration of the trip) until it was time for us to head to our final game, where we saw the Phillies play the Pittsburgh Pirates.

This game was fun-filled and action packed, and the first 2 innings took as long as 6 innings the night before. We left after 2 hours and 4 innings, to give you an idea. But we were sitting in the shade and perfectly comfortable, and there was lots going on.

Spring training games are funny in that they're not really games, they're practice, so it always seems weird when they try to pump up the crowd by playing the charge theme or worse yet, that grating artificial clapping sound that is more like some kind of grinding metal than anything else. During actual games, people clap along with that stuff, but most people don't care who wins spring training games. They cheer for good plays and when their team scores runs, but beyond that they are just hanging out, drinking something cool and having a snack. It's very relaxed compared to a game that "counts."

So off we went to the airport and headed home. I continued my work and tried to think about how to get through the next two weeks before spring break.