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Feeling Really Lazy
Sep. 14th, 2005 08:37 pmToo lazy to do cuts, so I'll try and keep this short to save my f-list from long rambles.
I hurt. All over. I worked today at the golf course, and did two irrigations heads, all by myself...alone, and apparently forgotton, because when I got on the radio to ask for someone to turn the water back on, the response was "You're still here!?!" *Grumble*
And then I took the trash to the dump. It's been over two weeks, so there was quite a bit here at the house. Then I went to church. (Dad, being the Chairman of the Trustees, is responsible for making sure someone takes out the trash. Generally that means he does it himself...or I do it.) The shed was full to overflowing. I knew this was going to be the case, and Mum told me I should only take out some and come back on Saturday for the rest.
Being genetically incapable of leaving a job half finished, I did two loads from church and emptied the shed. My back and arms are killing be, between digging holes and heave-hoing bags.
My first sub experiance on Tuesday was uneventful I suppose. Kids were loud, but that's too be expected, I guess. Subbing is not really all that much fun, because you have very little authority to do anything. And the teacher I subbed for didn't leave any discipline program, short of kicking a kid down to the office. Nobody was being *that* bad, fortunetly, but I would have liked to hand out a few mid-grade punishments to take out a few of the noisiest chatters.
I've previously ranted about the kids map skills over in the coffeehouse at PS, but sufficiet to say, the map skills were bad. My sister thinks I have too high of a standard, though. She accused me of quote "eating an atlas" at some point, and knowing far more about geography than any normal person should. Still, I don't think it's too much to expect the average 8th grader to know where Chesapeake Bay is...is it? ~.^
Anyway, I'm off to rest my tired muscles.
I hurt. All over. I worked today at the golf course, and did two irrigations heads, all by myself...alone, and apparently forgotton, because when I got on the radio to ask for someone to turn the water back on, the response was "You're still here!?!" *Grumble*
And then I took the trash to the dump. It's been over two weeks, so there was quite a bit here at the house. Then I went to church. (Dad, being the Chairman of the Trustees, is responsible for making sure someone takes out the trash. Generally that means he does it himself...or I do it.) The shed was full to overflowing. I knew this was going to be the case, and Mum told me I should only take out some and come back on Saturday for the rest.
Being genetically incapable of leaving a job half finished, I did two loads from church and emptied the shed. My back and arms are killing be, between digging holes and heave-hoing bags.
My first sub experiance on Tuesday was uneventful I suppose. Kids were loud, but that's too be expected, I guess. Subbing is not really all that much fun, because you have very little authority to do anything. And the teacher I subbed for didn't leave any discipline program, short of kicking a kid down to the office. Nobody was being *that* bad, fortunetly, but I would have liked to hand out a few mid-grade punishments to take out a few of the noisiest chatters.
I've previously ranted about the kids map skills over in the coffeehouse at PS, but sufficiet to say, the map skills were bad. My sister thinks I have too high of a standard, though. She accused me of quote "eating an atlas" at some point, and knowing far more about geography than any normal person should. Still, I don't think it's too much to expect the average 8th grader to know where Chesapeake Bay is...is it? ~.^
Anyway, I'm off to rest my tired muscles.
