Tracy is now a Momma
May. 23rd, 2005 07:25 amI'm now at school.
I talked to Jay in the hallway. He told me Tracy had a little boy. He came a little early, but not so early as to make it worrisome. This is just great as she will now be able to come to graduation--which I know she would hate to miss.
I didn't bring my laptop to school today--mainly because I am hoping to be allowed to leave at noon so I can take care of the whole broken dryer/laundry issue. Because of the dryer issues, I am forced to wear these damned underpants that do not fit properly. They are the right size--they are just some weird cut that makes them simultaneously ride up in an attempt to invade my body from the rear and slide down in the the front. I think they are supposed to be some kind of "hip-hugger" underwear. Duh. Hip-hugger things do not work for someone with a body type like mine.
Ah well. I can endure it.
Since it is Monday, we will be having our faculty "stand-up" meeting in which we go around the circle and tell what's up in our lives and what's going on in our classrooms this week.
This is the last Monday of the year. This is the last full week of the year. All the rags and tags and odds and ends have to get tied up this week as next week is basically graduation and school picnic outing.
My knee is out of whack again. It isn't out of whack to the extent that I cannot put any weight on it at all--as it has been in the recent past--but it feels like it is partially locked up, so it hurts when I walk. I need to go see the chiropractor.
I need a full body tune-up.
I also need to get my car into the shop for an oil change--and make an appointment with the dentist--and call the eye doctor for an appointment with her. Sigh. It never ends.
Not much else is up.
I have a bunch of papers that I did not get corrected last week that I have to make a concerted effort to finish up this week. Maybe I will take them home with me to correct at the laundromat, where I will probably end up to dry all my laundry.
Sigh.
The thought of hauling all that shit up from the basement and loading it in the car to take to Kasson and hauling it into the freaking laundromat makes me want to PUKE.
But, I have to have clothing. And I can't let all those clothes sit in the basement wet--they'll mildew and be wrecked.
I wish I could afford a brand new dryer. I bought the one I have now back in about 1987.
Well, the meeting starts very shortly, so I better get my ass in gear.
La.
I talked to Jay in the hallway. He told me Tracy had a little boy. He came a little early, but not so early as to make it worrisome. This is just great as she will now be able to come to graduation--which I know she would hate to miss.
I didn't bring my laptop to school today--mainly because I am hoping to be allowed to leave at noon so I can take care of the whole broken dryer/laundry issue. Because of the dryer issues, I am forced to wear these damned underpants that do not fit properly. They are the right size--they are just some weird cut that makes them simultaneously ride up in an attempt to invade my body from the rear and slide down in the the front. I think they are supposed to be some kind of "hip-hugger" underwear. Duh. Hip-hugger things do not work for someone with a body type like mine.
Ah well. I can endure it.
Since it is Monday, we will be having our faculty "stand-up" meeting in which we go around the circle and tell what's up in our lives and what's going on in our classrooms this week.
This is the last Monday of the year. This is the last full week of the year. All the rags and tags and odds and ends have to get tied up this week as next week is basically graduation and school picnic outing.
My knee is out of whack again. It isn't out of whack to the extent that I cannot put any weight on it at all--as it has been in the recent past--but it feels like it is partially locked up, so it hurts when I walk. I need to go see the chiropractor.
I need a full body tune-up.
I also need to get my car into the shop for an oil change--and make an appointment with the dentist--and call the eye doctor for an appointment with her. Sigh. It never ends.
Not much else is up.
I have a bunch of papers that I did not get corrected last week that I have to make a concerted effort to finish up this week. Maybe I will take them home with me to correct at the laundromat, where I will probably end up to dry all my laundry.
Sigh.
The thought of hauling all that shit up from the basement and loading it in the car to take to Kasson and hauling it into the freaking laundromat makes me want to PUKE.
But, I have to have clothing. And I can't let all those clothes sit in the basement wet--they'll mildew and be wrecked.
I wish I could afford a brand new dryer. I bought the one I have now back in about 1987.
Well, the meeting starts very shortly, so I better get my ass in gear.
La.