I got a raise... I got a raise :-) That's right, I know make *almost* $10.50 an hour. I think that that means that I make more than my mom does... Coolness, huh?
And what am I doing to earn this money? Nothing, today. Today was a totally wasted day. They should have paid me to sleep. Here's my schedule today:
Get to work at 8am. Be productive until 9:15am, when I get hustled out the door to do some walk for safety thing. Back to my office at 10:15am... be productive until 11am, when it's time to go to lunch with the other girls from the office. Get back about 1:30. Be productive until 2pm, when I have a meeting in Dawn's office. Back to my cube by 3pm. And I'm supposed to leave at 4pm. So that means that (not counting bathroom breaks and such) I will have actually worked 3 1/2 hours out of my 8 hours I'm clocked in.
But, I might add, I did get a few things accomplished. I aquired a CD burner for my workstation, I finished a set of lesson plans, and I made *some* progress on cataloging all the lessons we have that deal with models. Next week I get to beta test the new admin forms... by using them to update a year and a half's worth of articles one at a time (four a week, every week... that's more than 300!!). That is assuming I have a place to work, and they aren't tearing up my cube. Ho hum.
Chad gets to come home early... sort-of. He's going to Los Alamos to visit people for a day or two... then driveing home. But that puts him in Southaven three or four days earlier than expected. Which means his mom might not be nearly as pissed when I steal him away for the weekend :-)
Tonight is the last night of AWANA (my church's youth group program)... I'm going, though I'm not sure exactly why... it promises to be interesting. Maybe someone I know from high-school will show up. Ewww. High school. Yeah, those are fond memories. Or something. On second thought, maybe they won't.
My house is a wreak. I'm going to go insane. I managed to give myself a migraine last night, trying to get the hallway clean... THE HALLWAY... I don't even dream of being able to get to my closet anymore. Hell, getting to my bed is enough of a challenge. And my parents tell me it's cleaner than it was before I came home... they made the kids "clean" for me. Yeah. Great. I would have been swallowed up by the stuff monster that is constantly consuming my house. Since I've come home, I've gotten the kids to clean the bathroom... except for the counter and the sink, which they keep forgetting about. I cleaned the hallway and straightened up the bookshelves yesterday. And I'll be out tonight, so no cleaning will happen. In fact, while I've been at work, I'm sure un-cleaning has been happening. So I'll start tomorrow even further behind. *sigh* I get to leave in August. And I get to escape to Starkvegas for the weekend next weekend.
posted by Deedee 2:06 PM
This is my brain..... in part, at least.
