A plethora of otters!
Basically, I'm having issues re-acclimating to PST from VST (Vampire Standard Time.) Yep. Otherwise known as "I didn't think ahead during spring break and wound up going to sleep at 7:30 in the morning on Monday." ::SIGH::
I did go to work. Today was the first day of lessons and a minor disaster, but we all made it through. I'm teaching four proper classes this session and a potential adult private who didn't show up. First off, Rachel the Lead Instructor never showed up. BAD. Kealey, Chelsea and I were really confused because there were privates scheduled for 3:55 (??) except NOT REALLY. Only one was, and Jewell had done up the chart to make it look like there were more.
So once we got that sorted, Chelsea took over lead instructor duties and that went well enough until I was hit over the head with a class list with EIGHT OTTERS on it. (Not real otters! Kids that can kick on their fronts and float on their backs but can't do arm circles worth shit. Real otter here and here. Lesson otter here.) I was fishfaced, and then Chelsea was all, "OH LOOK ANOTHER OTTER. HAVE NINE. &hearts" I almost flipped my lid, but then I realized I had a co-teacher. Then it was really all right because only six kids came. And fiiiiinally, lessons were finished.
On a totally different note, I'm going to get a haircut soon. I'd sort of like a cut similar to Noel Fielding's glamor mane. I can't find a picture of exactly what I want. Maybe I'll sketch something. It'll be crap, but I'll do it. OF COURSE, if somebody wanted to draw me with fabulous hair, I would squee like a little girl and hand-feed them chocolate whilst dressed in a bikini. ^__^
I did go to work. Today was the first day of lessons and a minor disaster, but we all made it through. I'm teaching four proper classes this session and a potential adult private who didn't show up. First off, Rachel the Lead Instructor never showed up. BAD. Kealey, Chelsea and I were really confused because there were privates scheduled for 3:55 (??) except NOT REALLY. Only one was, and Jewell had done up the chart to make it look like there were more.
So once we got that sorted, Chelsea took over lead instructor duties and that went well enough until I was hit over the head with a class list with EIGHT OTTERS on it. (Not real otters! Kids that can kick on their fronts and float on their backs but can't do arm circles worth shit. Real otter here and here. Lesson otter here.) I was fishfaced, and then Chelsea was all, "OH LOOK ANOTHER OTTER. HAVE NINE. &hearts" I almost flipped my lid, but then I realized I had a co-teacher. Then it was really all right because only six kids came. And fiiiiinally, lessons were finished.
On a totally different note, I'm going to get a haircut soon. I'd sort of like a cut similar to Noel Fielding's glamor mane. I can't find a picture of exactly what I want. Maybe I'll sketch something. It'll be crap, but I'll do it. OF COURSE, if somebody wanted to draw me with fabulous hair, I would squee like a little girl and hand-feed them chocolate whilst dressed in a bikini. ^__^