Surviving

Thankfully the boys returned safely today from their trip to Idaho for Will's dad's funeral, which was held Thursday. They took off brght and early Wednesday morning. Craig was the first one to go out and put things in the trunk - and he lost the key before he returned to the car for his next trip. So we were all searching the driveway and the garage and the house for this key. Fortunately I had a spare. That did not inspire much confidence in sending three boys off on a 500 mile trip. They had a good time bonding together and really enjoyed time with their McAnulty relatives. Will comes home on Sunday.

I haven't had time to miss him much, in fact he might be slightly annoyed about the long hours I'm working if he were home. We didn't have time to rearrange any office furniture today. How silly, to think on the day before school starts we would have time for something unrelated to student registration or schedules.

Today the fire alarm people were testing the new alarms they have been installing for the past week. The new alarm is a shrill yet vibrating, ear-splitting shriek, on a few seconds, off a second, repeat, and a piercing flashing light as well. I determined I would sit and work in spite of the din. By the time it was over, people had pretty much left the building, even though they knew it was just a test. In the afternoon, they warned us they would be testing it again, for 20 to 30 minutes. I knew I had already reached my limit, so I changed our voice mail message, put a "Closed til 2:15 for fire alarm testing" sign on the door, grabbed some paperwork and headed next door to West Albany High School, where we sat in the student lounge to work. We got a lot done over there, working without any interuptions. We were tempted to play hooky. But as always, we resisted tempation and headed back to let in the crowd of people who had gathered.

It is time to go to bed.