I think one of my last posts may have been during my drug-addled recovery from a broken wrist. Prairie Readers may remember that I stepped out on my driveway on the morning of January 6th only to find myself in the ER an hour later with a rather nasty mess wrapped in a splint. Three weeks of of ice and pain meds and one surgery later I was back in the classroom, having missed most of January.
|As of June 23rd, completely healed with 95% mobility!|
|This is a higher caliber show than my usual fair of|
Naked and Afraid on the Discovery Channel.
|Poor Prairie Gus, forced to|
"have fun" at Old World Wisconsin.
With my arm still in a sling, I started applying for possible retirement jobs. Let me tell you, those applications are miserable when typing with one finger. I wanted something that would keep me engaged with people but required no papers to attack with a red pen. I wanted to continue working with young people, but not to write referrals for "insubordination" and "excessive tardies." I also wanted to go through at least a week without having a 14 year-old call me a "f------ b-----."
I am happy to report that businesses still want 58 year-olds. I received a number of interviews, and I accepted a position with a large Midwest grocer, Hy-Vee, that (not "who"--a corporation is not a person) was just opening a new store two miles from my home. After a month of training, I helped open the store as a "customer service representative"--meaning that I am the person who handles customer problems, questions, and fuels gambling addictions with lotto cards.
|At times, I also relieve exhausted parents by|
plying small children into semi-socially
acceptable behavior with candy.
March, April, and May were exhausting. I worked two jobs, averaging 60-65 hours a week, but there was that golden date in my near future, June 13th, that kept me going. At 1 pm on that day, I shut off my classroom computer, picked up my purse and the last of my personal belongings, and walked out of room 530 for the last time.
|I have to invest in a new iron.|
|Shut that dang door. |
Company is coming.
This has gotten rather wordy and lengthy, but now that I have explained my new circumstances, I can get back to my regular posts. Many thanks to Prairie Eydie and Prairie Pa for getting us started once again.
Oops, need a coffee break. The sun is just perfect on the deck. I'm not going to even proof-read this a second time.
|Rory beat me to it.|