Showing posts with label feeling productive. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feeling productive. Show all posts

Saturday, August 8, 2009

At least

At least Friday wasn't a total loss-- I finished sorting paperwork for afterschool, put the finishing touches on the database, cleaned out ALL THE OLD PAPERWORK! since we were drowning in paperwork for kids who hadn't been there in two years, organized the immunization forms and created a binder for immunization compliance, and then balanced out the ledgers and started working on a new program which will send out weekly invoices to notify people of balances and credits.

Woohoo!

Last night, I went over and hung out with the K's and was happy to see Violet doing much better than last week and playing in the coolest toy ever that Michael bought yesterday morning. It's big and clunky as far as toys go, but she looooves that thing-- it's bouncy and has lights and sounds and things she can spin, it's her new favorite thing! Julian had his usual Friday night meltdown, but it's pretty much expected at this point, so we just wait for it to happen, toss him in the bath, and put him to bed; usually about half an hour to an hour before his actual bed time. This week, the fit was about a) wanting the cherry Meg had and b) wanting a new napkin since Sarah had taken his to clean up the Mac'n'Cheese he accidentally threw at her. Sarah and I try not to laugh, obviously it's a behavioural issue and we know it would be really irritating if we had to live with it, but when Meg tells him not to splash in the bath and he goes, "Mommy noooooooo, it hurts my feeeeeeelings!" we can't help but crack up! We also hope that he grows out of it, because otherwise he's gonna get beat up a lot on the playground...

Today I'm hoping to get some stuff cleaned up and put away so that there's less stuff in my room for when Jeremy gets here (which is ironic since I spent the rest of my summer trying to get things out of the garage and up here!) so he can fit in. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about my closet-- I have so many clothes!! I may have to hit up Target for some cheap storage bins to stick some stuff in the garage. I'm not sure how much he's keeping here or sending back to Southaven, so we'll see. I know we made some room for him down there, too.

Tomorrow, Richard and I are going shopping for snacks, office supplies, and some small games stuff, and then Monday morning we're working through the day to get ready for Monday afternoon. Wheee....

Saturday, March 14, 2009

A "Productive" Day

Got Analia's presents shipped off, so I'm very excited about that-- I hope everything fits and they look as absolutely adorable as I think they will! I bet that blue dress in particular is going to be cute as a button.

I also finally sat down with mom's computer and hooked up the printer and all that sort of thing, did up the save-the-dates, and got them all printed out!! I printed out about 20 extra since new addresses keep showing up-- I had the names on the original guest list but never got addresses to go with them, and since I won't be using these postcards for anything else in particular I'll just print them all up.

Watched all my shows, talked to Jeremy for a while, ate some Cheez-Its and am now fighting the urge to make red garlic curry at 2a and watching Angel. We'll see if Jon remembers to bring me the boxed set or not, I'm betting not. I'll remind him at the staff meeting tomorrow since we apparently decided to start those up again and I missed the memo... hopefully I haven't scheduled too much on Saturdays-- I know they're not mandatory in the strictest sense of the word, but they're not horrible meetings, and I like my coworkers and Jill, and I get to learn a little bit more about what I'm doing. However, since I don't work Saturday nights, 4p on a Saturday isn't the most inconvenient time, but it's not the most convenient time either... ah, well, c'est la vie.

Off to bed with me so that I can get up and finish off my save-the-dates and figure out how much postage I need to buy... that's the kicker, the darn postage!