January 16, 2014

I still haven't quite gotten the hang of writing 2014. I rarely get it right the first time, even when I'm thinking about it. Very annoying.

Today was uneventful. There were two MAP tests today. One in the morning and one in the afternoon. So exciting. I didn't have a chance to work on storybooks today because I got caught up with my MAP spreadsheets. I did a lot of data entry and then some formatting. I think it is actually getting used more this year so it isn't all pointless. I would much rather be working on the storybooks though. Those are never going to get done at this rate.

The only thing out of the ordinary today was one of my volunteer supervisors coming and fingerprinting me to update whatever it is that needs to be updated. She was much better at it than the cop who did it the first time. She didn't keep telling me to relax my hand or apply a little too much pressure or treat me like a criminal. It is interesting being treated like a criminal when you are voluntarily going through a background check to advocate for children dealing with horrible situations.

Speaking of that, I had a forty-five minute visit with the new volunteer kid tonight. First we went to the gas station because he wanted chips, and then we ended up going to see his grandparents. They work at a hotel and I think maybe live in the back room because it looked like the same setup they had in their trailer the last time I saw them. I'm not sure what happened to the great grandma because she was nowhere to be seen. The kid talked with them and I sat and watched what looked like some version of COPS and then wrestling came on. Sting is still wrestling. He either didn't save any money from back in the day or he really really likes wrestling.

When I got home I watched a video my friend sent me of Norm Abram replicating a very cool antique cabinet. Ridiculous stuff. Especially all the work he put into making the moulding. It would be so cool to be able to do that kind of stuff. All I need is the motivation. And the space. And the tools. And also the talent, probably. But mostly the motivation and the space.

It's not quite ten o'clock but this is another one of those nights where I could have easily gone to bed at seven o'clock. So I'm going to go brush my teeth and then call it a day. Although I really wish tomorrow wasn't Friday because I'm not looking forward to the school/theater double. Oh well.