I set my alarm for 7 am this morning and woke up at 9. Nice. Not! I slept through Rachel's bus pick up and now I have to haul my behind(and her) over to her school. I may let her sleep in too and just play hookie with me.
Today I have a full dance card. I HAVE to do the payroll for Rachel's employees or they may get really ticked off at me. I must go snuggle that new baby and bring his mum the white noise machine I promised (note to self, find white noise machine). I have to think of something to cook for dinner. I have to cook for Duke today. And I have to do a telephone interview nursing survey at 11 am.
What's that you ask? This is something I signed up to do for some national survey company that wants to know all about nursing. I made the connection to do this survey on a group I belong to in Ravelry: Nurses Who Knit and Crochet. The going price for an hour of my time? $25 dollars and a skein of hand-painted yarn. I couldn't possibly care less about the money. The yarn is a different story so I volunteered to do the interview.
The pre-interview email was sent last night and was about a 15 page long questionnaire. What have I done? All this for 1 stinking skein of yarn? Well, it is hand-painted.