Last evening, just before bedtime, I checked the SubFinder computer schedule.
The message said “No Jobs Available at this time” so I went over to another category and clicked the Do Not Disturb option for my number. I really do not like having the telephone wake me up too early.
When my alarm buzzed at its usual time, I came to the computer and checked the schedule again, finding two openings.
There was one name for a TA who is a one-on-one with a student that I do not get along with. I suppose I should make more effort, but I know the student has Special Needs with quirks and social problems, and today is not a day I feel up to dealing with it. Sometimes I wonder if the Do Not Accept button will send an electric shock up to my elbow, but this is a chance I’ll take.
the other position is one I have worked before, easy enough for a Friday
However, when I clicked on it, there was a message saying another Substitute was considering, check back later.
I waited 15 minutes, while I read the comics, until just about the time I should be hitting the shower, and checked again.
“No Jobs Available at this time”
the sun is shining, no wind blowing
although the temperature is below freezing
What’s a gal to do with a day off?
I finished a crocheted cotton potholder begun yesterday at Yarn Group, then finished a baby hat which has been on the peg loom for a couple weeks already. They will be going to the Mennonite Relief Sale next month.
I’ll begin the weekend chores early, and do a bit of grocery shopping. There is a lunch at church this Sunday, and the announcement says for someone with my name letter of the alphabet to bring a dessert.
It has been awhile since I turned the oven on.
Good thing I have outside influences to keep my skills ready.
Somebody asked me for pictures, since I haven’t put any on the blog lately. Actually, I haven’t had the camera in my hands for weeks, ever since we sent Lucas off on the train to see his sweetie.
I guess I’ll have to make sure the battery is charged and see what I can do to remedy the situation.
~~love and Huggs, Diane