At Work For Ten Hours... which is too long, really. I have one yearbook page to finish, and five to print -- I was delayed today by a request from the board to add to the board page (people don't understand that if they have requests is rather nicer for them to share them with me before the page is printed in color front and back :) However, luckily, I was able to run the pages through and print the addition on the existing sheets. And there was no cyan toner, I was told, although we are perhaps ten minutes from the toner store, and we'd been WAITING FOR A DELIVERY for a day. Sheesh. Anyway, I re-printed the board page, finished several pages, scanned 50 photos for Hammer and burned them onto a disk out of the goodness of my heart. Was cranky with Rosanne and Mike. I was working this morning and Alex walks in and sits down, with a big smile. "Alex! What are you doing here?" He was subbing, which is good. Hammer's teaching middle school subjects next year -- says he's burnt out on kindergarten. Montrose came in and hung for a little while after track practice. It was Keats's fifth last Friday, and Montrose has turned 50. Kind of an interesting numerical thing. He says he's bought a kayak but when I was given the description of an "open" kayak, I wondered what was kayakish about it. Tiff was working and came in off and on. I will probably go in to work on Friday. My timeframe is: get it printed by Tuesday, collated and taken in to be bound by Friday. I told the binder-folk I'd give them a week, which is spoiling them. Oh, and after the toner arrived I found a re-manufactured cyan toner cartridge under the printer (I was furious last year when school bought re-manned cartridges -- they were horrid and the color was wishy-washy -- what kind of a savings are they when you have to crank the color setting up?) which I'd've probably used in the pinch. I could've printed the board addition with it...

Chez Flemings