Back to the grindstone
After my loooong, extended vacation from the workforce (since mid-September 2006), I’ve re-entered the workforce. Scootch is soooo happy! I am still adjusting 
But I can’t stand being poverty-stricken any longer, so hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to work I go! I’m in “training” for the next 4 weeks, and the training class set the schedule today–7-3:30, which at least means I’ll miss both morning and afternoon traffic. However, that 7 am is going to be oh so dreadfully early after a show the night before. Of course, it’s midnight now, and I should be sleeping, but am I? Some things never change…
Still, the people are nice, and I think it will be an ok gig. And I will like the getting out at 3:30 part! The original schedule I was given was 8:00-4:30, and I thought the 4:30 would give me plenty of time to get to Green Hills and make the 5:30 H2O aerobics class at the Y, but whatevah! The traffic today was horrible, parking at the Y was beyond fiendish, and then after fighting traffic, hunting for a parking space like it was the last pint of Ben and Jerry’s on earth, and getting my carcass in the door–I find out that class has been cancelled due to inclement weather (and by this point it isn’t even raining any more). Yaaaaaaaaah!!! So the leaving at 3:30 will be better. I can be at the gym by 4 since I will miss traffic, and can park and walk for 30 minutes or lift weights before h2o aerobics. Why didn’t I get the skinny gene?!?