In an ongoing effort to avoid working out (which I haven’t actually done for almost two weeks now???), I shall come up with the normal drivel that has come to be expected when speaking of the mundanities (is that a word?) of the current existence.
I have become one of Those moms, spending a major amount of time at the urchins’ school the past couple of weeks. Helping out the Bits’ soccer coach who also has a daughter in the Bits’ class and who was saddled with an entire event because she made the mistake of volunteering to help. I can see myself ending up doing the same thing, which is why I tend to volunteer for the fairly harmless class parties and reading activities as opposed to the major fundraising events.
However, I have learned quite a bit about various aspects of volunteering and the parents involved as, no surprise, there tends to be quite a bit of overlap and therefore, quite a bit of gossip, that goes along with hanging around over a period of time. I’m happy to report that, at least within this small subset, the gossip was fairly innocuous and involved more just the politics of these events and the folks who run them, as opposed to personal stuff that, while juicy, I am trying to distance myself from.
There’s a mom who signs up for a lot of stuff and tends to show up late and I have my own preconceived notions about her, but I have come to realize that she’s just kind of ditsy as opposed to evil. So, no matter how I may feel about someone from minor interactions, I have learned (yet again) to continue to give people chances. Because I’ve tri ed hard not to like her very much, but there just isn’t that much to Dislike. It may have taken twenty-five years, but maybe I’m finally outgrowing that ridiculous junior high mentality. Mostly.
So in helping set up this book fair thingy, I’ve logged in probably fifteen or so hours and am now sitting back and letting others sign up to work the actual book fair. I feel somewhat guilty, as I certainly have the time to spare, but there is something in me that thinks that as many different parents as possible should offer up a bit of time. (However, shame on you, person who signed up for the 2-5 shift and in the comments wrote that they would work from 1:30-2:30. What good is That???) I understand it’s difficult for working folks because most of these shifts end up being four hours long and there aren’t many folks that can take that much time off of work. And I also notice that many of the same parents end up being the ones to volunteer for things across the board.
However, I figure I’ll keep watching the sign-up board and will fill in those remaining spots that no one signs up for. I think that still allows me to do my duty while allowing others to step up, too.
I do love the snowstorms.
I was a bit taken aback by this one, as I spent so much time at school and not
surfing the web job hunting, that I had no clue that there was going to even Be a snowstorm. And there didn’t seem to be the apocalyptic warning that came with the December snowstorm. Which ended up dumping the same amount of snow (15+” for you to ooh and ah over) but this time it seemed such an unevent.
I made the mistake of bringing up to the Bits that maybe we could go on President’s Day and get her ears pierced (as something to do). And then, upon hearing of the impending apocalypse, I thought maybe we should go on Sunday so we could hunker down on Monday. And then it started snowing and I thought maybe that wasn’t such a good idea, as the mall didn’t open until noon. And so maybe we should go ahead and go with the original plan, which was to wait until her birthday.
Do not change plans on a Bits.
I think she had finally worked up her courage, and there was not a chance in hell that she was going to change her mind.
So, believing that the mall didn’t open until noon (I’m pretty sure that it opened at 11:00, as Macy’s did and I grumbled that we didn’t go earlier), we sat around and watched the snow pile up and then climbed into the car castle and proceeded over the river and through the woods on the backroads to the mall. The roads were actually fine and the mall was fairly empty, so we walked right in to begin the arduous task of trying to pick earrings. And, because I’m a sucker, I went ahead and plopped down the extra money for the 14K posts, even though I muttered the whole time about how stupid it was, seeing as how I used to be in jewelry, muttermuttermutter.
The Bits is Not a good one for needles or pain, so we tried to go as quickly as possible. She yelled after the first one and luckily, the woman powered through the second one (I’m shocked it isn’t kitty-wampus, given the flinching by the Bits) which then caused free-flowing tears. Poor Bitsy. They have a little stuffed bear for the recipient to hold and even that wasn’t enough to quell those tears. So we laughed at the story about the big boys who cry and scream like babies when they get their ears pierced and I pushed Mr. Boo out of the store when he continued to tell her not to be such a baby. (Damn Mr. Boo.) But with a quick diversion to go pick out earrings, things were suddenly fine and with soccer balls, panda bears and a three pack of ice cream cones, doughnuts and cupcakes (good Lord, do they KNOW the Bits??!??!?), mom’s checking account depleted, and the ear care kit in hand, we went happily on our way.
To Sears to get a replacement filter for the refrigerator (which was supposed to be replaced, oh, a year and a half ago) and then to Macy’s to take part in the spending of more money that I really don’t have, under the guise of them basically giving merchandise away. Since we didn’t head down to see The Mom, which is where we tend to do the most damage at Macy’s, I ended up finally opening a Macy’s account in order to let them give me even more opportunity to add to the trade deficit. Seriously. 50%-65% off, plus 15%, Plus an additional 20% off with this credit card. (Don’t worry. I hate, hate, HATE credit and pay them off immediately. Unless there’s free financing (hello, new laptop), if I can’t afford to buy it right then, it doesn’t get purchased.
Ends up that in the process of leaving the Ba in charge of Mr. Boo whilst I handled the Bits, he ended up leaving the refrigerator filter in the boys department, which I didn’t realize until (of course) after we got home.
Which allowed me to decide that we would go Back to the mall yesterday (under the guise of retrieving the filter and having to return it for the Right filter, which I luckily(?) found out after I actually checked it once we got home) after waking up and finding that apparently apocalyptic snowstorms that happen on Sundays actually get attention by the plows, unlike apocalyptic snowstorms that happen on Saturdays. I have no idea how that works, but we awoke to the alley and streets being perfectly plowed at 7am on Monday and the roads to the mall were basically no different than most days that it snows. Weird.
So, I returned to Best Buy to have them actually put the information on my hard drive onto my external hard drive (um, actually I’d better check to make Sure that this happened this time!) that they didn’t manage to do last time. (And, do I need to be concerned that he checked and it somehow wasn’t transferred, but it seems like it’s on their system somewhere and they didn’t need to have my hard drive to transfer it? Or is it possible that they were able to move it over and then transfer it without the hard drive? I’m just suddenly concerned that they somehow have all of my information sitting Somewhere there, available Somehow. Hmm.) And then back to the mall, where I tried to quickly go through the whole store and find some things for Me, while dealing with urchins. Difficult, given the overall size and ridiculous layout of sale merchandise, but I did manage to bump into my very first out-of-college boss from my Dayton’s days who is now working at this Macy’s part-time when she’s not traveling the world. Funny. She looks ridiculously wonderful, especially seeing as how she told us that she’s pushing 80! (Mr. Boo got total bonus points when he told her she only looks 60. heh. There’s my Boo. ) So I managed to grab just a couple of things before grabbing a couple more things for the Bits (which would have been more, could I figure out what prices Really were on things) and suddenly it’s 3:00 and I haven’t fed the urchins and everyone is insanely cranky and I spend the rest of the day/night anticipating the return of an empty house.
Which leads us back to Now, and I’m now having a slice of cold pizza (because everyone needs energy before they get on a treadmill) and will then tackle the treadmill before tackling the disaster of a house from insane cats who have emptied a bag full of shredded paper throughout the entire house and possibly two urchins’ rooms, if I end up feeling that motivated.
I wish I didn’t feel that I have to find a job, because if I could truly embrace this unemployment thing, I think I could do some serious damage.