Let's see...I hate mornings but not as much as I used to. Over the weekend I got my hair permed. Yes, you heard me, permed. I've had straight hair for several years now and I've liked it, but the truth is it takes me fives times as long to get ready in the morning when my hair is straight. I have to blow dry it and curl the ends if I want to look presentable. Because my hair is so thick, it takes 15-20 minutes just to blow dry. When it's curly, five minutes is all I need. Wash, gel, scrunch, bobby-pin, and go! 'Tis fabulous!

While we're talking about getting ready for work in the morning, I should mention I recently cleaned out my closet. I cleaned it so well, I threw away most of my wardrobe. (I still have the 40 gallon garbage you think there's a way to get these perfectly fine but out-dated clothes down to the Katrina victims?) I have a few pairs of pants and several shirts left but the pickings are pretty slim. I need more variety. Thus, I intend to slowly replenish. I'm thinking slacks will be the first thing I focus on.

Jumping to a new topic.

I've been training my coworkers on how to do my job. It's going well but I'm feeling a tad bit stressed by how long the process is taking. There's so much that needs to be done before I leave and I'm beginning to wonder how much I'll actually be able to accomplish. I don't like leaving a mess...and this job is a mess, especially when you consider it's the beginning of our busiest semester.

I also need to clean out my office. In five years I've accumulated quite a bit. Pictures of the kids. Artwork courtsey of the kids. Books. A plant. My radio. A lava lamp. A clock. Food. I intend to start bringing it all home next week.

Well, it's almost time to start the workday (I get here a half-hour early thanks to the bus route).