A much better morning. And therefore a better day... despite spending most of it doing paperwork! Gill and I finished off our financial declaration for the Steiner School... we had to work out our gross income, then all our household bills, and other unavoidable costs, such as my Fiddlesticks advertising and travel. The amount of 'available money' left gives the school the guide as to how much the fee (or donation as they put it) should be. So, despite our saving money by not having a car, by being really careful with our electricity and gas use, we're going to have a lean few years ahead, because of the large chunk needed to pay for our youngest's education.
I also worked on my CV, which had been requested by a potential employer, and was really happy to get that finished.
I took the Steiner School paperwork into the school before chucking out time, and Judy checked it over and I agreed (and signed) the annual fee, and agreed to pay a third of this at the beginning of each term. As I was handing the forms into the office, I asked about the help that's needed in the school that most parents offer. I said I'd be happiest doing garden-type stuff, and was told that there was a 'gardening teacher' but also a parent called Christine who did most of it. At that moment, Christine walked past, so the office person stopped her and I introduced myself. I'll have a meeting with her next week to see what sorts of things need doing.
Then our boyo appeared, I unlocked his bike and we slowly cycled home. I found some pruned branches and brought a few home. When we got back, I spent a bit of time with loppers filling a couple of potato sacks with cut sticks... they dry well in these paper sacks, and I use this size of stick for kindling.
Just before dark I popped round to see Tim Jones to pick up the second load of sticks from his garden, and he invited me in for a cuppa, and I met his wife and two daughters. I made a balloon animal for them both. Tim paid me for the half-day's work on Monday. I now have a large pile of logs and sticks to chop up... again!
A bit later, after tea, I cycled down to Heslington with our other son so he could do his computer graphics lesson with Simon. I cycled back home via a pile of branches recently pruned back, and got home in time for some washing up and then another cycle back to pick him up again. I've no idea how many miles I've cycled today but it seems like quite a lot.
I also worked on my CV, which had been requested by a potential employer, and was really happy to get that finished.
I took the Steiner School paperwork into the school before chucking out time, and Judy checked it over and I agreed (and signed) the annual fee, and agreed to pay a third of this at the beginning of each term. As I was handing the forms into the office, I asked about the help that's needed in the school that most parents offer. I said I'd be happiest doing garden-type stuff, and was told that there was a 'gardening teacher' but also a parent called Christine who did most of it. At that moment, Christine walked past, so the office person stopped her and I introduced myself. I'll have a meeting with her next week to see what sorts of things need doing.
Then our boyo appeared, I unlocked his bike and we slowly cycled home. I found some pruned branches and brought a few home. When we got back, I spent a bit of time with loppers filling a couple of potato sacks with cut sticks... they dry well in these paper sacks, and I use this size of stick for kindling.
Just before dark I popped round to see Tim Jones to pick up the second load of sticks from his garden, and he invited me in for a cuppa, and I met his wife and two daughters. I made a balloon animal for them both. Tim paid me for the half-day's work on Monday. I now have a large pile of logs and sticks to chop up... again!
A bit later, after tea, I cycled down to Heslington with our other son so he could do his computer graphics lesson with Simon. I cycled back home via a pile of branches recently pruned back, and got home in time for some washing up and then another cycle back to pick him up again. I've no idea how many miles I've cycled today but it seems like quite a lot.
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