Where to start, where to start. Firstly, if you have to pee, you may want to do that before you read this blog.
Well today was my first day of the new job at the preschool. I was a little excited; not really nervous, but ready to start. Because I don't have to be to work until 8:30, I'm able to drive the son to school on my way. So I dropped him off and figured I'd make it to work with extra time to spare. Not the case in winter, but I wasn't late. The sidewalk to the school was a little snowy, so to make a good impression, I shovelled the snow in front of the door first (don't tell Bill, cause there is still snow sitting in front of one of the garage doors at home). So, I walked into the school only to be met by the teacher and the church pastor. As I am making introductions, I remove my coat and books and slip into my indoor shoes. We converse a couple of mintues more and then the teacher and I head to the classroom. Well I'm not sure if I ever told people about the son's first day of school for grade 10. Anyway, he had new clothes and new hair do and I was hoping to drive him to school, but he got dressed and ready downstairs, put on his coat and went the waiting car of a friend's Dad. When he came home from school, I happen to notice that his sweather vest was on inside out. Not one person told him during the day; in fact he had his school picture taken that day, and you can see the tag from his sweater on the outside. Well lets just say I pulled a "son thing." Yup, my sweater vest was on inside out. Nobody at school noticed or at least didn't let me in on the secret. Thank goodnes I noticed it before the kids showed up. So that was the beginning of an interesting morning. The next incident didn't happen until after snack time. I had been rinsing a few things in the kitchen, and when I returned to the classroom, a disturbing (also know as a turding) odor greeted my nose. Now at my old job, if you smelled anything, it was yours for the discover. Well at this job, it's basically my job. The teacher found the source of the aroma, and I led the young three year old, who is potty trained into the bathroom. The only thing worse than chaning a poopy diaper, is changing poopy underwear. She needed to be washed down from her toes to her back. Now this little girl has never had an accident before (says the teacher) so everyone was surprised. She is also one of the little girls that is just learning english. Well I taught her a new word and sign "Pee, yu" and plugging our nose. On a scale of one to ten, ten being the worst - it was a gagger.....beyond ten.
So that's pretty much how my first day of work went. Despite the humourous (only now are they humourous) incidents, I loved the day and look forward to Thursday.
BODY: As of 20 mintues ago (it's now 8:54) I had over 12,000 steps on my pedometer. I would have more, but I needed to remove my sock (which has the pedometer attached) as I step in a little Maya mess. Don't be hard on Maya, though, we keep moving her bathroom box as we are cleaning and organizing. She's getting a little confused. She only peed where her box had been.
MIND: I feel pretty good about being able to laugh at the myself, and the day. There was a time in my life, where this would have put me in a fowl mood. My thanks to Louise Hay, The Secret and great friends who take me for me...
Early Night (might have the bed back in place by tomorrow)
Oh yeah, and happy birthday to my hubby! Next year is the big 5 - 0
Night
Stacey
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