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I'm really bad at writing coherent paragraphs about my own life that make any sort of sense, because my tendency to get sidetracked apparently doesn't translate quite as well when in written form. Maybe it's the lack of accompanying hand-gestures?
But, yes. CURRENT LIFE SUMMARY. For all those that actually care about my boring life? Yes.
Summer job is at a Day Care. It would be far more awesome if my boss gave me my schedule more than a day in advance. (This is, of course, not to imply that I have a life. Because I don't. But still.) But, unfortunately, I never have any idea when I'm coming in from one day to the next - and I never have any idea what room I'm going to be in on any given day.
I don't mind any of the rooms, really. They're divided by age group, though I tend to spend most of my time in the Infant Room. Which is educational, to say the least. Parenting, whenever or if I ever happen to get there, is going to be a major step down to Easyville. There will only be one infant involved. Not twelve. Parenting is going to be a breeze.
Which is a slightly disturbing sentiment, if I think about it for too long.
On the upside, I was forced to take a seven hour long (and three hours late) CPR class today - so I can totally save the lives of infants and young children who cannot breathe or are suffering from spontaneous cardiac arrest! If I don't pass out on them first.
On the familial side of this summer, the Brat had back surgery (for scoliosis) on Friday and should be home by this Wednesday if he can manage to get his butt out of bed and walking around enough to satisfy his doctors. So I've been running back and forth between here and NYU Medical Center all weekend. Everything went well though - and he's managed to gain himself another three inches out of the deal.
It's kind of not right. He really didn't need to be any taller. Sasquatch.
Being in the house all by myself is weird. And by weird, I mean horribly boring. It was never this mind-numbing when left alone in the dorm room. Maybe it's the sheer amount of space. House = way too huge to be alone in.
I swear, if I didn't have the puppy (and my DVD-player) around I'd be losing my mind.
And I'm going to shut up now.
But, yes. CURRENT LIFE SUMMARY. For all those that actually care about my boring life? Yes.
Summer job is at a Day Care. It would be far more awesome if my boss gave me my schedule more than a day in advance. (This is, of course, not to imply that I have a life. Because I don't. But still.) But, unfortunately, I never have any idea when I'm coming in from one day to the next - and I never have any idea what room I'm going to be in on any given day.
I don't mind any of the rooms, really. They're divided by age group, though I tend to spend most of my time in the Infant Room. Which is educational, to say the least. Parenting, whenever or if I ever happen to get there, is going to be a major step down to Easyville. There will only be one infant involved. Not twelve. Parenting is going to be a breeze.
Which is a slightly disturbing sentiment, if I think about it for too long.
On the upside, I was forced to take a seven hour long (and three hours late) CPR class today - so I can totally save the lives of infants and young children who cannot breathe or are suffering from spontaneous cardiac arrest! If I don't pass out on them first.
On the familial side of this summer, the Brat had back surgery (for scoliosis) on Friday and should be home by this Wednesday if he can manage to get his butt out of bed and walking around enough to satisfy his doctors. So I've been running back and forth between here and NYU Medical Center all weekend. Everything went well though - and he's managed to gain himself another three inches out of the deal.
It's kind of not right. He really didn't need to be any taller. Sasquatch.
Being in the house all by myself is weird. And by weird, I mean horribly boring. It was never this mind-numbing when left alone in the dorm room. Maybe it's the sheer amount of space. House = way too huge to be alone in.
I swear, if I didn't have the puppy (and my DVD-player) around I'd be losing my mind.
And I'm going to shut up now.