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I thought I was definitely going to be in a horror movie Saturday...
First, look at this website.
This is the company/woman who I signed up with for a First Aid and CPR class. (It's required by Michigan law for me to be certified when I get my teaching certificate...) When I saw the website, I was certain I'd be going to a nice little building in Grand Ledge where a woman runs workshops and training seminars.
While driving, I started to get a little nervous; Google was sending me into a neighborhood. CartWheels! is this woman's basement.
As the other students and I were instructed to remove our shoes, step over the dog barrier, and head downstairs, I was positive I'd never see the light of day again.
Turns out it was just a nurse and her basement. There was a touch of insanity, though...
In other news, I'm getting old. It's 10:40 and I'm thinking about how it's past my bed time. People ask me out on a Thursday night and I decline. I volunteer to DD. Counting down the days until May 1...
First, look at this website.
This is the company/woman who I signed up with for a First Aid and CPR class. (It's required by Michigan law for me to be certified when I get my teaching certificate...) When I saw the website, I was certain I'd be going to a nice little building in Grand Ledge where a woman runs workshops and training seminars.
While driving, I started to get a little nervous; Google was sending me into a neighborhood. CartWheels! is this woman's basement.
As the other students and I were instructed to remove our shoes, step over the dog barrier, and head downstairs, I was positive I'd never see the light of day again.
Turns out it was just a nurse and her basement. There was a touch of insanity, though...
In other news, I'm getting old. It's 10:40 and I'm thinking about how it's past my bed time. People ask me out on a Thursday night and I decline. I volunteer to DD. Counting down the days until May 1...