Aye yaye yaye. Another Education Week almost complete -- 4 1/2 hours to go. The 7 zits that popped up on Monday are now almost gone, or at least coverable with makeup. My voice seems to be cutting in and out and my poor knees feel like jello. I made it through the whole week without ever breaking into tears at night when I finally got home to my dear Watson's listening ears. Well I think I might have had some tears on Sunday before the week even started, but still, only once is an improvement. I'm still amazed at how unkind some people are.
The biggest pain in the neck was the huge amount of people who lost their name badges and were ready to throw tomoatoes and bags and presidents of Universities at us for making them pay $4 to replace it. We are going to revisit that policy for next year; it was out of control.
I worked 14 1/2 hour days, but they fed me lunch and dinner--oh, and paid me time and a half for every hour worked over 40 hours. Thanks.
My dear Watson went to two classes during the week and learned about cooking with grains from our favorite, Chef Brad. He has been able to visit me a few times throughout the week and his visits were my favorite part of every day. Just having him sit behind me made the time pass by much quicker.
I'm hoping I sleep well tonight and don't have to get up to go to the bathroom. I've been so anxious about the week that I just can't hold it and go back to sleep like I usually do.
My dinner will be arriving any minute now, so I'm signing out.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
When I was 10 years old my family moved to Orem, Utah. I don't really remember feeling extremely upset about the move-- I was young enough that it didn't affect my life in very many ways. I knew I would miss the "woods" and all our forts, craw-dad finding, creek walking, tick removing and playing ghost in the graveyard and kick the can, and of course I would miss the lightning bugs. There were a lot of kids in the neighborhood and we were never bored.
Julie was the friend I played with the most during my years in KY. She just lived around the block a little ways and had a twin brother who liked to build forts. Julie is the only person from that neighborhood that I stayed in touch with-- by email and written letters. The last week of July, Julie came out to Utah and we reunited for the first time in 13 years. It was weird for both of us to get used to hearing our grown up voices. We sounded a lot different at 10 years old! She is here doing a clinical as part of her PT program. I'm so glad she's here. It has been fun to be around her again. We have a lot in common and it's cool to reconnect with such an early part of my life. She is staying with my parents for the duration of her clinical (8 weeks). I feel bad that I'm not actually living in the same place as her, but mom and dad don't live far so we get over to see her as often as we can.
Education Week starts next week. Since I have a year's worth of experience under my belt, this year doesn't seem even 1/2 as bad as last year. Yay!
My dear Watson is finishing up his last week of school this week. He has been working so hard all through the summer to get through these classes. I'm so proud of him. He's taking Stats and Anatomy in the same semester starting in the fall---YIKES!
|That's Julie! We're at Stuart Falls|
|My dear Watson and I with Julie and her Fiance. Adam came out for just a couple days and then had to go back to KY. He cooked us a delicious dinner while he was here and taught as all about Corn Hole.|
|Us at the Heber Rodeo|
|We went boating with the Watson's. It was fun.|
|My dear Watson got to drive his grandpa's tractor in the Heber City Parade again this year. He is SO handsome.|
|This is a rattlesnake we saw up Spanish Fork Canyon. It was freaky. I made my dear Watson roll up the windows in case the snake jumped through :).|
Posted by Abby Watson at 6:45 PM