March 16, 2008

why did I ever take a Sunday job?

Woke up this morning, Sam and I did our usual Sunday morning tradition--a good breakfast, drinking coffee while reading the paper, afterwards settling down to catch up on whatever reading we didn't get to over the week. A quiet time, well spent. It's times like these I can't believe I got a Sunday job.

I've had the first week at my new job as the Library Assistant at the Simmons School of Management. The most demanding part of my job so far? Getting to know everyone by name; remembering names is something I've always struggled with (when I was younger I even had trouble keeping my aunt's & uncle's names straight) but I'm getting better at it. Have no idea how Sam remembers the names of all the children she teaches--imagine, she has two schools full of children, from first to fifth grade, whose names she remembers. Amazing!

We'll be celebrating St. Patrick's Day tonight, since I'll be in class tomorrow evening, so that means I have to get around to making the beef stew before I go to my job in a few hours. But it also means I'll have a great stew and a couple of pints waiting for me when I get home.

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