plans and how they blow up
Now, I had a post all planned for my Thursday 13 — Thirteen Fun Facts About Fannie Farmer. (Not Frances Farmer, Fannie.) (The cook.) (Who I’m teaching a Sunday School lesson about on Sunday? Yes, this Sunday. Help me, jeebus, because it involves cooking.) (And it’s Daylight Savings Time out in this part of the country, starting Sunday, which means Extra Challenges as far as me 1) finding my alarm clock 2) resetting it 3) paying attention to it so I can get out the damn door, deliver supplies to earlier classes, go to service, then teach.) (On a side note, since this whole graf is apparently side notes, I just committed to teaching next year, too. It’ll be fine, I’m sure. Third/fourth grade blended class again, with Wacky Girl as my trusty sidekick and student.)
Did I mention that I have my own office at work? With a door that locks? And two huge windows with a view? Bad thing: Everyone has a key to my office, and they come and go at will. Also, I have a conference table that it turns out is extremely popular. If my conference table were a girl, she’d be “That Girl,” y’know? The one everyone wants to take out for a drink? So it isn’t exactly “my” office, is what I’m saying, even though I have a desk in there, and the only key (as far as I know) to the locking cupboard.
Hmmm. The point is, I don’t really have the kind of job where you can surf the blogs at work. Unless I’m working at 10 at night or something, but even then, the custodians are working, and I would get so busted.
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Heh, heh. It must be the week of offending people! What I need is a separate blog where I can offend people and it isn’t read by my in-laws, husband’s work mates and my Mum and Dad! Wacky Mommy, do you have a toilet at work? One that you’ve never had to fish a matchbox car out of? And when you use it, is it peaceful and free from people banging on the door yelling “HE PINCHED ME!!”? Well then, it’s all worth it.
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Check out npr.org on 3/7/08 for an idea for Sunday School
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Zip, where would I go?
ML, me too!
Nan, yes, they have toilets at my work! With sinks that work, and dispensers that (get this…) automatically dispense soap. Best of all, I do not have to scrub these toilets, or refill the soap. My kids have stopped banging on the bathroom door, but they taught the kitten to do it. He has no opposable thumbs, and thus cannot try to open the locked door, so he throws his body against the door to get his point across. I still have no peace at home. Work is pretty cool.
Mia, will do. And happy Friday to you and your co-workers, babes!
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