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I like being an optimist. Or at least, I like trying to be an optimist. I like to think I try to see the silver lining in every situation. As I get to the end of this week, it's oddly the reverse. It's been a relatively neat week, but many of the fluffy white clouds have had an oddly ominous tinge to their edges. I was, for example, way thrilled to have grades done. Getting the grading done itself was a work of beauty, and produced many feelings of joy and wonder and general contentment with the universe. By yesterday morning, I had all the grades tabulated and turned in, or so I thought. I get this email yesterday afternoon telling me the only way to turn in my grades now is through this one program that's on my school's intranet. Yup, I get to go -back- to the school to finish up. Guess what? They're getting grades late again this semester. I'll try to go up sometime this weekend, or maybe Monday after work. The one bad thing about being adjunct faculty is that they seem to forget that I don't actually go to campus unless I have to teach. It's not exactly on my way home. Ah, well, once I get there, typing the grades in again will be easy as pie.
Work had multiple adventures yesterday. The schedule was worked on from about 9am until I went home, and I still have more to do today. It wasn't that it's particularly tricky (although it is, yet again). It's that I never got to work on it for more than four or five minutes at a stretch. I was constantly being interrupted. Lisa, come to the classroom so I can run to the bathroom. Lisa, give these people a tour. Lisa, the English muffins for snack aren't in the fridge. Lisa, we're out of toilet paper. Lisa, Lisa, Lisa, Lisa. I'm a little tired of my name by the time I go home at night. Can everyone please call me Bob or something? ;) Plus, about 11am, the construction workers across the street just randomly cut off water to the Campus. Hel-lo? I had drunk 64 oz. of tea/water at that point, and not having flushing toilets isn't an inconvenience, it's a catastrophe!
Still, my job has some serious high points too. The Preschoolers sing every day, a couple times a day. They all get together in a big circle and do all these great songs, many of which have a physical movement component. Well, the aunt of one of our kiddos is a police officer, and will often come visit in full uniform when she gets a chance. The kids love her, and I really like the idea that they get such a positive role model of someone in uniform. So I walk past the classroom yesterday, and she is in there, in full uniform, doing circle time with the kids and singing all the songs and doing all the silly dances with them. It was hilarious, but it also just made me walk around with a big grin as being yet another affirmation of simple fun and innocent enjoyment in life. Kind of a reminder to me that lots of people really are good people.
This weekend is a busy one coming up, what with baby dedication stuff and Dean's birthday. I need to go and get his birthday present this afternoon, although I may have to get him a gift certificate. It's not that I plan to get him something impersonal, I just can't really get it without his help. But he gets bigtime husband points. He decided I can keep the state inome tax refund we got. Yay! Husband points!
Today I would like to be home zoned. The trees are being far too fertile for my preference. See![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
toasterwiz's earlier rant on trees bonking. I must agree wholeheartedly! I have, yet again, forgotten my Claritin today, although I think I have some in the car. When the boss gets here (she's grocery shopping), I may have to run out and grab the Claritin so my throat will decide to behave and no longer hurt and make me sound vaguely froglike. Ribbit. I have chicken soup for lunch though, and that should be a goodness.
So now I'm off to actually do some work, rather than waste time rambling pointlessly. I love all of you, I love Claritin, but I really hate telephones. Happy Friday!
Work had multiple adventures yesterday. The schedule was worked on from about 9am until I went home, and I still have more to do today. It wasn't that it's particularly tricky (although it is, yet again). It's that I never got to work on it for more than four or five minutes at a stretch. I was constantly being interrupted. Lisa, come to the classroom so I can run to the bathroom. Lisa, give these people a tour. Lisa, the English muffins for snack aren't in the fridge. Lisa, we're out of toilet paper. Lisa, Lisa, Lisa, Lisa. I'm a little tired of my name by the time I go home at night. Can everyone please call me Bob or something? ;) Plus, about 11am, the construction workers across the street just randomly cut off water to the Campus. Hel-lo? I had drunk 64 oz. of tea/water at that point, and not having flushing toilets isn't an inconvenience, it's a catastrophe!
Still, my job has some serious high points too. The Preschoolers sing every day, a couple times a day. They all get together in a big circle and do all these great songs, many of which have a physical movement component. Well, the aunt of one of our kiddos is a police officer, and will often come visit in full uniform when she gets a chance. The kids love her, and I really like the idea that they get such a positive role model of someone in uniform. So I walk past the classroom yesterday, and she is in there, in full uniform, doing circle time with the kids and singing all the songs and doing all the silly dances with them. It was hilarious, but it also just made me walk around with a big grin as being yet another affirmation of simple fun and innocent enjoyment in life. Kind of a reminder to me that lots of people really are good people.
This weekend is a busy one coming up, what with baby dedication stuff and Dean's birthday. I need to go and get his birthday present this afternoon, although I may have to get him a gift certificate. It's not that I plan to get him something impersonal, I just can't really get it without his help. But he gets bigtime husband points. He decided I can keep the state inome tax refund we got. Yay! Husband points!
Today I would like to be home zoned. The trees are being far too fertile for my preference. See
toasterwiz's earlier rant on trees bonking. I must agree wholeheartedly! I have, yet again, forgotten my Claritin today, although I think I have some in the car. When the boss gets here (she's grocery shopping), I may have to run out and grab the Claritin so my throat will decide to behave and no longer hurt and make me sound vaguely froglike. Ribbit. I have chicken soup for lunch though, and that should be a goodness. So now I'm off to actually do some work, rather than waste time rambling pointlessly. I love all of you, I love Claritin, but I really hate telephones. Happy Friday!
