Reaching the End of a Crazy Week
I've been enjoying the psychological roller-coaster of having to call in to the federal court juror system every night since Tuesday to see if I had to go into the city. (When I say "enjoying," I mean "not sleeping; being stressed out.") Contingency plans for a substitute, all the other stuff going on at school you're trying to get in before Christmas vacation next week, kids whacked out on sugarplums. . . and a co-librarian with a family emergency. Great timing.
I could have been out from Wednesday on, but instead I kept getting the "don't report tomorrow but call in again after 5 to see if you need to go the next day" message--it was just hard not knowing from one day to the next where I was going to be.
So, no court for me. (I wonder if I'll ever serve on a jury.) No sub for me. . . but I will be subbing for my co-librarian tomorrow.
I'll let you know how it goes reading and doing crafts with the little ones.
The crafts part scares me more than anything else!
I could have been out from Wednesday on, but instead I kept getting the "don't report tomorrow but call in again after 5 to see if you need to go the next day" message--it was just hard not knowing from one day to the next where I was going to be.
So, no court for me. (I wonder if I'll ever serve on a jury.) No sub for me. . . but I will be subbing for my co-librarian tomorrow.
I'll let you know how it goes reading and doing crafts with the little ones.
The crafts part scares me more than anything else!
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S.D.--ha ha, me too! IF they go right.
Lizzie--I think I understand. My mom sounded a little envious, and my dad's semi-retired.