There May Be Something To This....

I hate to admit it, but there may have been some validity to Hysterical Mind's frenzied curse-breaking last night. I'm not normally one for the mystical, magical world of wand-waving. I'm something of a pragmatist. Sort of...I've been known to rely on blind luck from time to time. But given that it has proven a reliable method of surviving the trials of life, it seems to me that I can call using luck as a tool of the trade somewhat pragmatic. I guess. If you really stretch the definition and all.

But, I have to admit that the burning of the foot-scented incense and application of the garlic to various items around the house seems to have had an effect. I learned today that the meeting for which I was going to have to prepare was cancelled for the second time. This allows me to spend this evening focusing on the development of the stupid survey that I agreed to do for my night-class work group. I volunteered to do that before HM started on the curse-bustin'. Had I waited just a bit, I probably could have avoided this. But I didn't know that I was cursed at the time so one can hardly blame me for stepping up to the plate and agreeing to do this. I was feeling a bit guilty for not being a remarkably "active" participant in our group project.

That or I nodded off for a minute there and have developed an odd habit of volunteering in my sleep. Whatever...

And so another night will pass without the click of the needles or the whirring of the wheel, I fear. I'm just about finished with the first draft of the teacher survey and then need to come up with something brilliant for the administrator version. I'm not really convinced that I've done what the group wanted since we seem to have a few "communication" issues, but at least I've got something on paper. They all work at the high school so they can have lunch together, whip out the red pens and edit me to their hearts' content. At least I'll have some direction at that point.

Meanwhile, we are a mere two and half weeks away from the spring break. A whole week with nothing to do but...well, whatever I want, really. I suppose I can suck it up until then. A little of the old elbow grease in the here and now will make the upcoming vacation time that much sweeter. Even Rational Mind is all giggly and silly at the thought of it!

That or she's been hitting the NyQuil again.

SA