First the marking... I was hired to mark provincial diploma exams for grade 12 social studies. The money is pretty good, but it's hard work, and they're long days. It's much better than marking by myself though. We sit at tables of six and I am working with a great group of people. Still, my brain is numb at the end of the day. I have to keep reminding myself that this is helping me pay for my trip to Paris.
Which it is... I have the plane ticket already!!! Mr. P booked it for me and, although it's not really a birthday present, he put the e-ticket in my birthday card yesterday.
It hardly feels real. But I AM GOING TO PARIS!
I also started Italian lessons on Wednesday night with the students who are going on that trip. And last night I had dance class. So, I've been running, running, running.
Tonight I will be picking up my nephew at the bus station. He is coming to town for the big shin-dig tomorrow night. I haven't seen him for a long time so this is exciting!
Yesterday, I woke up to a disastrous sight in the bathroom. The OnlyChild had decided (at some ungodly hour in the night) that she needed to dye her hair black. Her hair, the shower curtain, the wall, the ceiling, the towels, the sink, the bathtub, the showerhead. All are black. What a mess! She tried to clean it; unfortunately, cleaning is not her forté.
She redeemed herself by doing some other cleaning and by buying me this beautiful bouquet of flowers:
As you can see, she also decorated the dining room with reminders of how old I am - 40s hanging from the chandelier and a long Happy 40th Birthday banner, which fell down this morning so I couldn't photograph it. These decorations came from Cheryl and were used at her 40th birthday party back in November.
Being 40 is weird. That's all I have to say about that!
Right now I'm going to go and read the newspapers from yesterday and today. Then maybe I'll take a short catnap (with a dog or two on my lap). Then a quick trip to Walmart is in order. Finally, I'll head to the bus station to pick up the Boy. I have to back marking tomorrow by 8:00 am and work until 4:30 pm. My friend Sandi is picking me up for the party at 6:15.
I'm tired just thinking about it! I'll be pretty worn out by the time Sunday rolls around... more marking starting at 8:00 am.
Yikes. Can I have a vacation after this?
If you don't hear from me for a couple of days, I'm probably sleeping.