Since Monday and Friday were
holidays (Friday was the autumnal equinox), this was a wonderfully short
week. I love my job. I find it fulfilling and I am useful, but
still, I think 40 hours a week is too much.
Rather, I think 40 hours of my required presence whether or not the work
has to be done at school is too much.
But that’s for another time. Now
I must write about this week since it is now last week and this weekend is
proving to be as busy as last weekend, which of course I haven’t written about
yet. So, even though it’s an hour past
my bedtime I’m writing about this short week.
Hm, maybe you can tell by the writing that it’s an hour past my
bedtime. I think Andy B. will have
plenty to poke fun at this time . . . (More)
