i struck out with the oil change; it wasn’t open when i went by and i ended up at the tutorman a whole hour early.  i have a pupil, already, but at one one-hour session, it’s not going to make a whole lot of difference in my budget, i fear.  and i have to see about fitting it in, since everything now conspires for the same 4-7pm time periods, it seems.  still, good response from two places already and it’s only wednesday.

then i drove home and by the school district office to see what’s up with my substitute application.  which didn’t work, as they said it wasn’t there, but somewhere else and still wasn’t marked for substituting.  so i drove home and returned the call of the nice insurance woman, who had called me in the interim, and then made a beeline out there to hand deliver my summons to her legal folks to get me out of this.  she reiterates herself (and ‘mouse) and says don’t worry about it, it’s normal.  this is normal????

then i took myself to lunch at applebees, which was lousy and which i couldn’t afford, bought gas, which i also couldn’t afford, and then went to the studio, where i actually got to prime canvas!  actual paint!  something to do!  whee.  i called the oil change place, too, which swore they were open when i went by and they were all closed off. sigh.

then i stopped by walgreens to do my grocery shopping and then came home to a letter from the school board saying i was cleared for processing for substituting and to report to the same building i went to this morning.  said letter sent prior to August 7, which was the beginning of the fall processing period, which no one had bothered to mention, and which was just this week.  sigh.  and, get this, to bring with me fees totaling $85, in money orders, no less, for the privilege of substitute teaching for them.  wonder why they have so few substitutes?  have they looked in the backlogged applications, causing any hapless applicant to have no money to pay the fees they charge for the privilege? only in uncle jeb’s america.

anyway, i never did take the pill, managed to talk myself fairly whole.  nola for 7 hours again tomorrow, and then the studio for 3.  let’s see if i can do tomorrow right, anyway.  i was supposed to call my tutee’s mother tonight, but now that i’ve got the substitute notice, i’ll have to think a bit.  i don’t know what to do there, how i’m gonna fit everything in.  smunch.  anyway oil change and subsitute processing on friday.