I fall into routines quicker than most. This week has been so out of whack. I'm finding it hard to come up with something to write this morning. Please forgive the rambling, nonsensical nature of what follows.
I've held two training sessions for the volunteers. Twenty brave souls now know how to 'sort of' operate the cash register for the bookstore. I have a training session today and then two next week. I'll be glad when they are over. One trainee frowned at me for the entire two hours. Talk about disconcerting. Not sure if she was suffering from indigestion or if I'm that poor of a teacher.
We are off to a soccer tournament this weekend. Not sure what to expect as all of their practices were cancelled due to rain. Oldest kid did get an hour in at a keeper clinic, so she isn't quite as out of it as her sibling is after 10 days off.
I'm starting to miss my WIPs. The self imposed exile from my writing efforts has allowed a few things to settle in my head and my thoughts to clarify.
I've been reading Nathan's first line contest entries along with 500 plus other wannabes. I can't say that I'm blown away by the finalists. Of the ten, two peaked my interest. Am I missing something here? Not sure if I'm going to vote.
That is it for me. I'm going to try and get back to posting next week. I've got a better handle on this bookstore stuff and should be able to figure out how to keep all the plates spinning.