We had a nice Labor Day weekend. On Friday, I went into Target's portrait studio to apply for a weekend job. I have a interview on Thursday for what I hope will be a pretty interesting job with some interesting opportunities to learn a new skill and to move up quickly into management. Last week, I wasted a lot of time and gas going to a Kirby vacuum cleaner workshop, hoping to maybe get a job selling vacuum cleaners. It turned out to be a scam, but I did learn a lot about the $2,000 Sentria, if anyone wants to know.
Substitute teaching jobs have been very sparse, still. But over the weekend, I got a call from a special ed. teacher, where I've subbed before. Only she's in a new school this year. I've got the job for the week, and maybe even longer, because they're short a teacher's aide and apparently there's a hiring freeze going on. We'll see how it goes. If I don't have to lift any kids, that should be fine. The last special ed. class was pretty physically demanding.
On Saturday, we had Keith's friend, Carol, come for burgers on the grill. She's been battling cancer for three years now, on her own in Atlanta, away from Los Angeles family and friends. Keith has been faithfully going over to take her to treatments and shopping as she needs it. She calls him her son and enjoys an occasional visit to our family.
Then, today, we were invited to the Klusendorfs for a swim in their community pool and hamburgers and hot dogs. You can never have enough hamburgers. I just saying. Especially when they're grilled. The younger kids swam and the older kids and adults talked and played a card game we just discovered. It's called Rage, which makes it sound a little bit like some demented drive-by shooter's game, but it's not. It's kind of a cross between Uno and Spades. A lot of fun with a lot of different levels of play.
Tomorrow, we'll be off and running again.
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