Since I'm complaining, BUT...Why must everything be a complaint? I've been sitting here in the office just about all day listening to my female boss complain. And loudly. 'It's not my fault that I applied checks to the wrong accounts.' (Um, then WHOSE fault is it if YOU are the one who does the accounts receiveables?) 'I don't like the way this is worded.' Then reword it. 'I don't think this is a word.' Well look it up and see. I'm just very aggravated with her at the moment. One of the many reasons I'm looking for a new job...
Loved my day off yesterday. I spent the whole day playing with Andrew and cleaning part of my house. It was great. I was actually able to work around him some and get most of the living room cleaned up and dishes in the dishwasher and laundry done. I was hoping to get some other stuff done, but we're supposed to go to someone's house after I get off work tonight. Maybe we won't stay too long.
Tomorrow night is my first night teaching Mission Friends. I'm so excited. I've picked out of the book what I'm planning on doing. I've just got to prepare everything now. I've got stuff to cut out and pictures to find. My big problem will be finding calendar pictures of the beach on such short notice. Hopefully my teacher friend, Amy, will have some for me. If not, I'll figure something out.
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