Posted: 23/11/2016 at 17:26
Evening all. That's 90 children waved good bye too. I'm now doing my invoicing (badly apparently: since I'm on here! ) and general paperwork until my evening visitors to the museum arrive.
I had a giggle earlier: A female volunteer is coming to help me with this group. I have assured her that despite the distance in entirely the wrong directly I will ensure she gets home safely. It is only fair and surely no one would expect a lone female to catch trains / buses etc.
Then it hit me. I have ALWAYS been the person who made sure others got home safely. Going out of their way (in this case adding an hour to my 20 minute journey) to make sure others are okay...
... where is the person making sure I get home okay?! I've walked home in the dark my entire life, cycled through the rain / snow / dark nights without even considering it dangerous. Because I'm me. Apparently the world assumes that if something happens I'll
a) shout at it. Loudly. Until it goes away.
b) fix it.
Any other women out there thinking that perhaps they were trying to master peeing while standing up instead of getting the "delicate female must be cared for" card?
I have a cold brewing. Now surprising since I've met nearly 900 children, not to mention all those teachers and assistants, and baby brothers who wouldn't be left at home and the trip wouldn't happen if the mother wasn't able to come... can you even start to consider just how much SNOTTY GERMS that must be?
Still: on Sunday the dog and I are being left home alone while my truck, my partner, and his friends, have a man day.
I forsee a blanket, many hot water bottles, and the laptop so I can buy all my Christmas gifts online.