Anybody remember this one? It was from Sesame Street back in the 70's.
Today did not start well. Randy played yesterday's messages and we learned that Derek's surgery has been postponed for two weeks. This means his jaw will be wired shut when we planned to go on vacation. That means we've got to reschedule not just us but six or seven more people. But he is a good kid; he said not to worry about him. Bless his heart.
After that we discovered that the cat crapped in the bath tub and vomited in the hall. Not only that but he crapped on a towel in the bathroom too. Not a good morning.
Work was easy, relatively... my first block took their exam and I graded it, and spent most of the rest of the day doing the end-of-year packing and paperwork. We have 1.5 more days, and I'll spend them doing more of the same. It's all right. I'm going to spend a little time each week preparing for next year.
Randy is practicing and Derek went to spend the night with a buddy. Rach moved out today, to start her new summer job as a youth worker intern at a church in Nashville. I've been sitting here itching all evening. I don't know if the loveseat's got fleas or what. (That would figure, wouldn't it?) I need to stop being so lazy but I figure I'll work hard tomorrow. Just doing some laundry tonight.