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They couldn’t make the Volunteer Income Tax Assistance signup thang any harder despite the fact that they are apparently desperate for VITA volunteers. Finally managed to track a sponsor organization down yesterday. Will begin official orientation next week. Between that and the ESL literacy thang, all my residual Do-Gooder itches will be nicely scratched, thank you, thank you.
Remarkably few other itches.
I continue in a kind of dreamy state – here, but not quite here. I am generally displeased about the considerable RTT drain on my finances, since I would prefer not to be churning out as much scut work as I’m churning out. Nary so much as a “thank you” from the feckless young gentleman himself.
Also naught save a brief emailed “Thanks” from the Numbah One Son after spending approximately 15 hours last weekend line-editing his law school application essays.
A veritable Mother Courage!
That’s me.
I keep reading about the polar vortex that’s even now sweeping down from the frozen reaches of the north, soon to engulf us. When? The various weather models give conflicting reports. Maybe this Thursday. Maybe next Tuesday. There are all sorts of weather-prepping things I oughta be doing, but since every spare cent is being channeled into the Keep-Robin-Fed-and-Housed fund, I can’t do them. So instead I fret.
Remarkably few other itches.
I continue in a kind of dreamy state – here, but not quite here. I am generally displeased about the considerable RTT drain on my finances, since I would prefer not to be churning out as much scut work as I’m churning out. Nary so much as a “thank you” from the feckless young gentleman himself.
Also naught save a brief emailed “Thanks” from the Numbah One Son after spending approximately 15 hours last weekend line-editing his law school application essays.
A veritable Mother Courage!
That’s me.
I keep reading about the polar vortex that’s even now sweeping down from the frozen reaches of the north, soon to engulf us. When? The various weather models give conflicting reports. Maybe this Thursday. Maybe next Tuesday. There are all sorts of weather-prepping things I oughta be doing, but since every spare cent is being channeled into the Keep-Robin-Fed-and-Housed fund, I can’t do them. So instead I fret.
