le weekend

I knew that I was going to be short changed this weekend and have only one day off, as I had agreed to take on Director of the day duties, but I actually thought I was working today. Fortunately for me, Mr McMuffin checked the rota yesterday and at 8.10am advised me that I should have started work ten minutes before. I ran around like a tasmanian devil and arrived at work at 8.45am, to find that I was booked to spend the next few hours down the Police station as an appropriate adult. I was a little nervous as I haven't done this for about fifteen years, but in the end it wasn't necessary. This was fortunate as the 97% child care work I had been assured of turned into 40% and I found myself floundering around with requests for adult services for the elderly and mentally ill.

Luckily I am reasonably sensible and I had telephone support when I got really stuck, but it didn't stop me snivelling on the phone to Mr McMuffin about how stressful it all was. Anyway, after a long and tiring day of my first and last stint of Director of the day, I would quite like to have another go.