A time when common sense was common

Story time:

At the end of winter break in January, my grandmother was like, "I need you to help me wash my curtains" because she can't reach up to get them down and balance at the same time. I was willing to help, but since I was heading back to school, she suggested that I save it for an "activity" over spring break.

So when I came home for spring break, she reminded me as soon as she saw me and I told her I could do it some time the following week. I woke up on Tuesday to grey skies and thought, "This would be a good day to do the job!" 15 minutes into my morning coffee the phone rings.

And just by the way the phone rang, you could tell it was her.

"Hello?" (in my "student accounts" voice)
"ALLIE!?!??!"
"Yes?"
"THIS IS GRANNY."
"I know."
*requests my services for the morning*
"Yeah- I was thinking about coming over there today. Let me finish my coffee, and I'll be over there in less than an hour."

Not 20 minutes later, the phone rings again.

"Hello?"
"IT'S RAININ'."
"I know."
"I don't want you to have to drive in the rain."
"But it's like a quarter-mile to your house. I'll be fine."
"Oh, ok."

REALLY? I can't drive in the rain now?
Anyway...

So I drove over there, in the rain, and took all the curtains down, which took approximately 5 minutes and 46 seconds. Then we had to wash them, which took like 41 minutes, so I drove home and cut out a pattern.

Then I got another call to come back. I drove there again and spent like 2 hours ironing curtains. What good is ironing the curtains if they just hang there all bunched together anyway? And then we had to thread them back on the poles, which is much more difficult than dismantling them.

So I got a chair to stand on in order to put them back on top of the windows, and Granny's like, "Do you need a LADDER? I have a LADDER."

Why would I need a LADDER when I have a chair?

Curtains upon curtains later (and sometimes we'd put 2 curtains on a rod facing one way, and 1 facing the other, so we'd have to take everything off again, and start all over) when I start to look like I'm about to faint, she says I can go home and hang up the rest when we come to her house at night. I then get to eat lunch at like 2:00, which means I get no afternoon snack.

And I like my afternoon snack.

But the last zany thing about this day was payment. She wanted to know if I would like payment now, or wait for my birthday. The reason she wanted to combine the funds was so that- get this- she would only have to write one check. She didn't want to have to dispense another piece of paper one month later. So I got wages + birthday money early due to check-stinginess. Which I guess was a good thing.

And also- she has these pencil erasers from like the 1950s that are so hard that you can't even squeeze them to put them on your face. And they don't erase- they just kind of smudge the pencil around so everything turns an illegible grey. I've witnessed this with the crossword puzzle books she keeps in her bathroom. The end.

You know those days when you get up in the morning and you're like, "Ok- I'm going to have to take a nap later." Today was one of those days. I had an extremely productive morning- finishing two CISM labs and half of accounting homework, so when I came home from Marketing (curses) and ate lunch, I was able to take a one hour nap before work, and it was GLORIOUS. So hopefully I'll have the stamina to persevere through my accounting association meeting.

I just got an e-mail that was all like, "You're enrolled in 18 hours for upper-division accounting courses. If you make below a C, you will fail and not be able to graduate! Please limit your courseload to 16 hours!"
And I'm all like, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Going through life, I've noticed I'm an outlier.
I have enough money to buy expensive clothes, but instead I thrift.
I like going home for spring break instead of spending all week with 14 drunken students in PC.
I have taken 18 or 19 hours almost every semester, and I'm not about to stop my momentum with the threat "harder courses". Duh, they're going to be harder, and it's about time they got that way. These courses weed out the people that aren't meant to be there- that just slide through life with C's. I think it's safe to say that I'm not the norm...

Like today in marketing, we were talking about course evaluations being marketing research and what all students complain about, and my teacher was like, "Are there any accounting majors in here?" About 15% raised hands. "Do you think your tests are too long?"
And they were all like YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
And I was like WHAT? Are you kidding me?

Yeah, I'm not worried about the fall.
I'm excited. :)

We've both got better things to do,
T.T.