Thursday, March 5, 2009

And now it begins in earnest

The studying that is. I took my last class today and am scheduled to take the school exam next Tuesday evening. I've been having Mamoo quiz me the past two days on the questions in the practice books and I have improved. I think between my walk with Mister C tomorrow morning and Master J getting out of school in the afternoon, I should be able to get a few hours of studying in. I may have to bury myself in my bedroom this weekend for hours at a time to get anything done while he's home though.

On a cool note, my new camera arrived today while I was at school. Yay!

Of course, I haven't taken it out of the box yet. Why you ask? Was I studying my eyes out? No. No I was not. I was scraping the old grout out of the shower in our bathroom. Why would I do that? Well, about a week and a half ago I spoke with the guy that we've used previously as our handyman. He does great work at reasonable prices and he always shows up when he says he's going to. At least he used to. He was supposed to show up last Saturday to give us a quote on caulking the shower and running some wire for Mister C. On the day I spoke with him, I had started scraping the grout out because I thought I or Mister C could re-caulk it ourselves. Thinking that Handyman would be showing up, I decided to stop the project mid-way. And we commenced to taking showers in Master J's bathroom. But now, it's been over a week and a half since I spoke with him and almost a week since he was supposed to show up. I'm giving up the dream of having someone else do my work and am just going to do it myself. It's a pain to remember and take everything I need from one end of the house to the other just to shower. I cannot tell you how many times I have been forced to run like hell past the open front door either topless or in a shirt but sans pants. Apparently I need a checklist of items just to shower because I get distracted and need reminders on what is required to dress myself. Besides, I'm sick of having to sort through legoes and matchbox cars just to shave my legs.