09 April 2008
The Story of Wednesday
At about 8:30 this morning, I'm settling into my first cup of coffee, and a slow morning in front of the computer, when I glance at my calendar and realize that I have a doctor's appointment in Vacaville at 10:15. *sigh* Great.
I slurp down my coffee, look longingly at the empty cup (wishing I had time for a leisurely refill), and head toward the shower.
By 9:43 I'm out the door, but forgot to put my produce bins on the porch. By 9:45, I'm merging onto highway 12, check my blind spot just a little too late, and as I'm drifting slightly to my left, notice that there is a car there. No big deal. Except it's a cop, and he decides I was trying to make an "unsafe turn." The dude lights me up instantly.
As I'm sitting on the side of the road, fully annoyed that this guy appears to be writing a citation (and at that point I honestly couldn't figure out WHAT he was writing it for), my phone starts to ring. Of course, I'm not going to answer it at that moment, my luck the guy would cite me for talking on the phone in a vehicle or some such craziness.
I get my citation, even more annoyed with Officer Monosyllabic Grunt (yes, as personable as a rubber biscuit), and get back on the road. I make it to my appointment in time, and, as always, I'm totally thrilled with the staff. Who knew Kaiser could actually hire a decent group of people? I love the Vacaville Kaiser Dermatology department. Just sayin'.
Twenty minutes later, I run out of Kaiser hoping to make it home in time to beat my produce delivery so I don't end up with three empty bins on my side yard. On the way home I send a text to CSB whining about my ticket (I mean really, if I'm going to get a ticket for something, maybe it should be texting and driving. jeez). He calls back, I rant, he offers solutions,and brings The Funny©, I feel better.
Make it home in time to get the empty grocery bins to the front porch, and run back out to fax some paperwork to the County (to go with a job application I filled out last week). While I'm out, realize that I never did listen to the message from this morning... once again, on a cell phone, in the car, no headset... again, I'm thinking there are much better reasons to pull me over.
The message is a job offer. Mostly a good thing, but I think I'm going to be turning it down. I've pretty much decided on becoming a teacher, once I get home from Southern California next week, I'm going to send out applications to all the local districts, and apply to a credential program. Until then, I'll be substitute teaching (and, because of some very wise, and most appreciated, advice I received last night, I will be applying to teach summer school too).
The rest of the day went pretty smoothly. I returned the books I borrowed from the County Office of Education, and the lady said, "oh! did you pass the CSET?" Which, could have been REALLY uncomfortable if I hadn't. But, it was awesome to be able to say, "yes I did... ALL THREE EXAMS in one shot." (howdya like me now bitches?!) Also nice that she asked my name, and when I told her she said, "Wait... I just got an email about you today." We had a really nice conversation, and it looks like Solano County is going to be really helpful in this whole credentialing/working process.
Because of CamiKaos's brilliance, The ShortBus and I are having Pizza and Beer Wednesday (though, maybe I'll give him apple juice). Oh, and by the way, if you haven't gone over to Twitter, do it... I post there off and on all day.. just because I can.
I can't wait to hit Southern Faire this weekend... I've already started to hear rumors about people anticipating the Glen & Giddy Show (starring Giddy). Let me just give you a hint: the more I drink, the more entertaining the Glen & Giddy show becomes (to me). So, if you provide the champagne, I will provide the entertainment (at least to myself).