Some Days

Okay, today started out fairly normal. I crawled out of bed a little early and thought I would have extra time this morning. Somehow that didn't happen. Maybe I lost time trying to open my bedroom window to let the condensation on my windows disappear. The windows were frozen shut and took some work to open. Then, I must have dawdalled in the shower because when I got out it was the normal time instead of being early. After that I tried to figure out what shirt to wear. I knew I was going to wear my long johns to school because it was so cold and the shirts didn't look right or fit properly over the top of the long johns. After changing about 4 times, I finally had an outfit and started on making lunch. I quickly decided I wasn't going to have time to make a sandwhich so I threw in microwave popcorn, apple, cheese stick, and an orange. I also threw in peanut butter crackers because I was meeting a friend at 4:30.
I got to work and my supervisor was wired. She must have had 10 cups of coffee before 7:30. She proceed to spout off all the info she had typed up for us today because she was leaving for training. :-) In 1st period I tried to confince one of our students to not throw out his unused lunch pass as it might come in handy. I also suspected his homework wasn't finished and he would be needing it in about 3 hrs. I looked at his homework, incomplete, and told him to use his pass to come up at lunch. He told me he had ripped it up. I gave him a new one and he said no. Second period was a challenge and I gave out another lunch pass. This student also said no, he wouldn't be coming up. During break, I ate 1/2 the apple. Fourth period came and I gave out 2 lunch passes. One student accepted his and the other one said I'm not coming. Since when do students get the right/priviledge to tell an adult no? For lunch I finshed the apple, popcorn, yogurt, and cheese. The periods after lunch were better and I was all set to celebrate when the last period was a little wierd. A student was in class who shouldn't have been there. That got straighten out, but whatever. Then as a coworker and I are walking down the fire escape I notice it's moving quite a bit. The coworker said it had been moving all week and the reason was the bolts that hook it to the wall are coming out!! I run into the office to report this and leave hoping that the chaos for the day is over.
My visit with Grammie and AJ was good. I went to the craft store with my friend, but didn't find what I wanted. Then my friend came to my house to have hot chocolate and chocolate covered pomegranates. I left the apartment around 5:50 to head to the Art Musuem. Since it is First Thursday I was meeting some friends to look at the quilts. At this time I hadn't had dinner and didn't have time to grab any, so I got out my peanut butter crackers to eat on the way to the museum. I needed gas in my car and I really like to fill up at Costco, but that was out of the picture so I pulled in the Chevron on the way. There was one car at the pump ahead of me and my car. I started the nozzle and the numbers on the pumped moved s.l.o.w.l.y. I thought maybe it was my imagination, so I got into my car to fill out my checkbook. The numbers still weren't moving fast. When I got out the woman said her numbers were moving slowly as well. About this time, another car pulled in and his pump wasn't really working. I ran in to tell the attendant and she said we all needed to release our nozzles out the same time and then restart them. We tried this about 4 times. Finally, my pump rolled over to $2. I decided that would get me to work and back tomorrow. I got back into the car and noticed that it took 5 minutes. to get $2 worth of gas. UGH! Well, at least I have some.
I got to the museum in time and the quilts were still beautiful. It was also wonderful to see Julia and Alexa. I got home at 7:45 and got to make dinner. Now, I'm going to crawl into bed and sleep. :-)