Friday, November 4, 2011

Friday, November 4

This will have to be quick.  It's 9 pm, and I'm leaving for Manuel Antonio around 5 am for the weekend.  I'm not packed, but the cell phone is charging.  Need to:

Charge the camera
pack the clothes
pack the snacks
empty the dryer
fold the clothes
play with the cat
ignore the cat
avoid the cat (as she attacks)
wash the last dishes
pack the cell phone
update the ipod
SLEEP!

Okay, time to get all those things done.

PS.  I don't like field trips I don't get to go on.  Kids get nutty when they come back to school.  Nutty kids are not good kids.   Just sayin'.
PPS.  Still making the decisions.  Ah, stress.  You're so not good to me.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Thursday, November 3

It was an exciting day.  I got to school with about 8 minutes to gather all the supplies for the cooking class, gather the students, find the keys to the room, and figure out if we actually had all the utensils and such we'd need.  Any day that starts with that sort of energy is bound to be busy.

I started my day in the foods room, and ended it there, doing inventory and throwing out things that had expired over four years ago.  There was one thing of food colouring from 1998.  Yikes.  I wasn't prepared for this level of work when I offered to teach this class.  I thought I'd be going in to a fully stocked kitchen, and all I'd have to do is submit my food/supply order the week before.  Now I find myself washing everything in the room, doing inventory and hoping the cockroaches stay hidden.  The class itself is good, minus one whiner who likes to argue with me, but hey.  He'll learn.

I used my new messenger bag today.  Works like a charm.  I think I'll be taking it to Manuel Antonio this weekend, and again to Puerto Viejo in three weeks.  All this traveling; it's more than I did all year last year.  Perhaps I feel I need to do these things now, just in case.  Maybe.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Wednesday, November 2

Happy Birthday CBC!  75 years and going strong!

It was a surprisingly long day.  The kids went home at noon, leaving the staff to stick around for meetings and development.  I stuck it out, got a bit of writing done, and then spent a lovely evening shopping with Lorrie.  I didn't find any shoes, though not for a lack of trying on our part, but I did purchase a new messenger bag in Totto.  It has a slot for my laptop, and looks/feels a lot more maneuverable than my backpack.  At least now I'll look like a university student instead of a high school one!

Plans are in the making for a trip to Manuel Antonio this weekend.  I love the place, so I'm hoping the weather stays fine and that we get the B&B booked.  Yay for travel buddies!

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Tuesday, November 1

The longest part of my week is over.  Mondays are full, and Tuesdays are just a bit shorter.  I take a couple of kids to the pool after school, a so-called "Swimming Club" in which I don't actually swim, and then their father is kind enough to drive me to Plaza del Sol, where they turn off the main drag.  It's usually convenient; I do a bit of shopping at the Automercado, catch a bus to Mall San Pedro, and a taxi home for less than $2.  Only catch?  Each time I've gotten to Mall San Pedro recently, it's been raining cats and dogs, and the taxis are gone.  I walked home this evening; I don't think my runners will be dry in time to wear to school tomorrow!

I'm looking forward to the rest of the week.  We're starting holiday prep in all of my classes (I had a parent ask me if I thought there was still enough time!)  and there's a chance that Jess and I might head to Manuel Antonio this weekend.  I don't know what I'll do when she leaves; we've had fun traveling together.  I've figured out how to send money to my bank in Canada without having to go to either the bank or Western Union, and I get to shop/chill with Lorrie tomorrow after the half day.

On a different note, I have a decision to make.  Please, if you're the praying sort, pray that I'll see the guidance I've been asking for.  Sometimes I can be pretty dense, and I'd rather see the point before it's rammed home.  I'm measuring it all, day by day.  Sigh.  I know there's a plan.  Too bad we weren't all born with a map tattooed on the bottom of our feet or something.  Then again, life could get pretty boring if we all knew where we'd end up.  Ah, free choice.  If not for an apple...