Bad Hair Day!

This day sort of felt like this -- shocked or startled or at wit's end -- or maybe just bad hair day.

This morning all the faculty in the English department had a meeting to attend at 11:00. Those of us who cared to, were invited to come an hour early to attend a meeting about the Writing Center. So I did.

When the first meeting ended, I turned and looked at colleagues sitting near me and said, "What did we just accomplish?" No one seemed to know. We had spent an hour hashing over the same things we've hashed over in these meeting for the past several years. The meeting ended with no action plan. I don't get it.

Then from 11:00-1:00 the meeting for English faculty took place. There was some good discussion and lots of reporting on current assessment projects. So I think more was accomplished than in the earlier meeting. But 3 hours of meetings on a Friday is a drain. Then I came home to do some paper work for my classes. I think I have next week's prep work done. I need to finalize a quiz for the following week.

Once school stuff was finished, it was time to do more work on tabulating numbers for the taxman. Our appointment with him was this past Monday. So Tuesday he called to announce that we've got more work to do in digging through last year's paperwork or just pay the penalty by paying Uncle Sam to leave us alone. Money is too hard to come by to just give it away, so I've spent the evening "digging." So we not only need a mom and a wife in this household, we also could use a bookkeeper and an account. Some days just never feel like I'll get caught-up with everything at once. Some days I feel the way this rose, (well what used to be a rose), feels.

A couple days ago this rose was my blip. I guess I got double my money from this flower.

Good night from Southern California.
Rosie (& Mr. Fun), aka