So, it's raining and that means I'd rather be in bed. But no, I'm up and dressed and ready to take Frick and Frack to school. They have already wiped out my money and my patience with party requests for the weekend. Are their beds made? No. Did I say Yes? No. Ha!
Anyway, for the voyeurs, here's what I have to do:
1. Finish a translation for an obscene amount of money (for only 2 hours worth of work). Too bad I'm not terribly interested in doing this for a living. I hate marketing myself in spite of the fact that my dad is an excellent salesman and trained me. Bah, just not interested.
2. There's that pile of essays calling to my red pen. I need caffeine before I tackle that penance.
3. I need to write a proposal for a film class. I am soooo pumped about that. Can you believe I get to pick 10 films to discuss in a film as literature class? I am sooo forgiving of my remedial classes just because of this little carrot. Anybody have any suggestions? I was thinking of doing a "cultural literacy" theme, showing those films that are a part of American culture. I'm thinking Casablanca, and of course, Star Wars. I also want to include one Hitchcock film. That's actually created some fun dinner time debates. The kids are pushing for The Birds or Psycho, but I'm torn between North by Northwest or Vertigo. Meanwhile, John is campaigning for Rear Window. This is going to be fun.
And of course, it wouldn't be a Friday if I didn't complain about the bane of my existence (other than the dog).
4. The laundry. What else?