COTA seems to stumble from one unforseen disaster to another. Two weeks ago there were no staff there - no-one in reception even and therefore I had no idea who my clients were going to be and no sheet on which to fill out their details. I used a blank sheet of paper and which got lost so I had to start again last week with the one client who returned. The other one has not been back and I can hardly blame her since the only computer I had with Win 7 installed was not working properly and the only way that we could close files and folders was by going to Task Manager. Not a good look ...
This week I arrived to find a new client waiting for me and then the one I was expecting arrived for his third lesson. I had been double booked.
The client who was there for his third lesson had not charged up his battery - he brings his own computer - so we had to use a COTA one and the clipboard was not working properly . Luckily the one which had been sent for repairs was back and it works although it had some funny little ways which we were able to work around.
After the second class I was told that another client had arrived 20 minutes late so I was doubly booked for both my classes. The receptionist passed both extras over to the boss lady so I do not know what arrangements have been made for them.
My second client had her first three lessons with Himself and we used the newly renovated Boardroom 1 computer for her last lesson so all went very well and she wants to come back for some more lessons. We appear to be booked up until July (I can't believe that considering the state of the computers) and she can not get another set of classes until then.
My friend The Shrink who was diagnosed with a brain tumour about a year ago died a couple of days ago and her funeral is next Tuesday. I checked public transport to the cemetery and there is none. Big cemetery; lots of funerals; and no buses or trains. So I will be taxiing and will have to miss the knitting group when we are supposed to be teaching 8-year old kids to knit in two hours. I was looking forward to it but it is not to be.
I started knitting a scarf from the remnants of the Chunderup sweater and I love it so maybe it will lift the tone of the sweater which certainly needs something to help it out even though I will wear it with pride as it is the first time I have incorporated a pattern into a knitted article and it emboldened me to knit the lacy possum cowl which I love.
I am still eagerly following American politics but the wheels seem to be starting to fall off and it will probably settle down to the usual ho-hum politicians doing ho-hum things like most governments do. Maybe it is time to get back to writing up my family history, warts and all.