gotajob gotajob gotaJOOOBBBB...
... part-time, as an activity leader for an after-school childcare program.
I will either love or hate my life this year. Also, I'm a little confused by the willingness of not one, but two school districts to entrust to me the care of Little Childrens. Don't they know any better?
I'm still hoping that I'll be staying on as a TA at the high school, too. They don't want to lose me, and they're leaning on the budget committee, but so far the final word has yet to come. I may have another interview, too, for a part-time office assistant position for an organic farm. Whee!
Other things continue with the same amount of irritation and worry that has characterized the summer. My poor little kitty-cat is having her age catch up to her with a vengeance. She's skin and bones, with eyes that run and weird lumpy bits popping up all over, and she won't eat or drink anything. Our parking lot is having pipe laid and being resurfaced, so no word when I can park there again. The weather is grotesquely warm and humid. Someone stole my bike yesterday.
BUT-- I have a job. And pretty soon, I will have myself some celebratory frozen yogurt. Ups and downs, strikes and gutters, as the Dude says.
I will either love or hate my life this year. Also, I'm a little confused by the willingness of not one, but two school districts to entrust to me the care of Little Childrens. Don't they know any better?
I'm still hoping that I'll be staying on as a TA at the high school, too. They don't want to lose me, and they're leaning on the budget committee, but so far the final word has yet to come. I may have another interview, too, for a part-time office assistant position for an organic farm. Whee!
Other things continue with the same amount of irritation and worry that has characterized the summer. My poor little kitty-cat is having her age catch up to her with a vengeance. She's skin and bones, with eyes that run and weird lumpy bits popping up all over, and she won't eat or drink anything. Our parking lot is having pipe laid and being resurfaced, so no word when I can park there again. The weather is grotesquely warm and humid. Someone stole my bike yesterday.
BUT-- I have a job. And pretty soon, I will have myself some celebratory frozen yogurt. Ups and downs, strikes and gutters, as the Dude says.