Well…it’s Tuesday. Things could be worse. It could be Monday.
The kids went back to school today, which meant that I had to get up to the sound of the alarm. I have come to the conclusion that alarms should be outlawed. Especially after two-week breaks!
I’ve also discovered that I’m a night owl. I have totally enjoyed staying up late, knitting into the wee hours of the night, and sleeping in until 9 or 10am. Yep…that’s the life for me.
Alas…the world does not run on my schedule, now does it?
Soccer Chick once recorded a song at Disney that was titled, “If I Ruled the World.” I’ll see if I can find the CD. The song is really quite funny, and it reminds me that we all have things we would do differently. Of course, those things really wouldn’t suit everyone else, but it would be fun to be the boss one day.
Anyhow…the alarm went off, but I barely heard it. Knowing I didn’t have a subbing job today gave me little incentive to get out of bed. The only thing that did, though, was the routine the kids and I have of reading devotions each school morning. We just started reading Romans. What a fabulous book! It’s very convicting and humbling.
After the kids left, I watched a few minutes of the Today Show before deciding to head back to bed.
Yes, you read that right. Back to bed I went.
And that’s where I stayed for three more hours. Wow! I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to tackle my tasks, which did not include much.
I had an interview at noon for a part-time bookkeeping position. The interview went well, but I quickly recognized that the job is not for me. I need to keep myself in the school system at least a couple of days a week, and the job wasn’t flexible enough to allow for that. So, I continue to search for a way to supplement my income.
After the interview, I saw that I had a missed call from Chicky. She was requesting that I bring her something to eat.
Boy, can this girl eat! She’s so tiny, you would never expect that. Of course, I complied with her request and took a sandwich to her.
Insert personal musing…
Does Chicky really get how lucky she is — that she can call up Mom or Dad, and that they would even consider going out of their way to bring her something to eat, even though she already ate her packed lunch?
She needs to remember this the next time she fusses at me.
Back to the ramblings of this post…
After the visit to school, I had just enough time to run home, change my clothes, scarf down my own sub, and head out the door to Rooster’s game.
My week is one from you-know-where. The kids are playing out of town three days in a row…each game being a two-hour drive…each way.
Crazy.
So I drove, observing the speed limit so I wouldn’t meet the law face-to-face (remember my first ticket ever this summer?).
I arrived at the game only a few minutes after kickoff and caught the rest of the game on camera. Rooster and I then made the drive home, chatting pleasantly the entire way.
And now here I sit…
A long day.
I want to knit.
I need to wash dishes, sweep, pretend like I know how to take care of a house.
Back to the grind.
I can’t wait for retirement.
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