Friday, February 20, 2015

So…Tammie couldn’t get ahold of me yesterday morning to tell me she needed me to work for her, if she could have waited a couple more minutes I would have seen that I missed her call.  Oh no, instead she had to come over to my house in her pjs and robe and tell me in person.  She is so silly.  So I worked for her yesterday and it was GREAT!  This is absolutely nothing against Tammie, but I told Karen I love when I’m alone mainly because I know what my responsibilities are!  That makes me more responsible.  When Tammie is there I don’t know what she has done and what needs to be done, yah I can ask, but then I feel like I’m treating her like a child, because I would have to go down the list of things that need to be done asking her if she has done them yet.  I liked knowing what needed to be done and I knew if I didn’t do it then it wasn’t going to be done.  I was busier yesterday, since I was in charge of doing everything, there was more that I needed to do, so there wasn’t that luxury of chatting or shooting the bull, no time for that.  I prefer it that way; I don’t necessarily like doing nothing!  Today I get to work for her again.  It’s weird because I used to hate working the extra hours and especially working on Friday.  I still don’t LOVE working on Friday, because it’s my cleaning day, but……I’ve found now that we are living so tight on money that I really like getting in those extra hours.  Not only that but since we are trying to save up for a cruise next summer, I want to get all the hours I can!  That’s why I’m going to work the summer lunch program this year.  I think it’s only from 10-1:30, so I will still have my mornings to weed. 

I have to mention one more little thing, the fact that I totally YELLED at the 7^th and 8^th graders yesterday at lunch.  Tuesday Trina had one of the teachers to get up and get after the kids because they were leaving their garbage all over the lunchroom tables.  Yesterday Trina mentioned that they were still leaving their crap all over, so right then I piped up and started yelling (in my angry voice) telling them to start cleaning up their CRAP!!  I went off on them for quite a while, Trina said the look on their faces was priceless, they were SCARED!  Maybe scared enough to clean up after themselves now.