As promised. . . the plunger

It seems like every time I'm looking after the kids and my niece needs to go into the bathroom there's an incident. The first time, I was helping her with something (maybe washing her hands?) after she had finished, and I didn't notice that her brother, the sideways-looking type, was aiming a nerf ball at the toilet. Let me tell you something: you haven't really lived until you've fished a urine-soaked nerf ball out of the crapper. . . As for the plunger incident, last night I put my niece on the toilet, and. . . well. . . I lost track of her brother again. At some point, he stuffed a big wad of toilet paper into the toilet and then flushed. His sister, announcing that the water wasn't going down, proceeded to flush the toilet again. That's where everything went into slow motion: "Nnnnnnnnooooooooo!!!" I hollered as I lunged far too slowly to stop anything. Water, water everywhere. . . In case you were wondering, they keep the plunger next to the mops and stuff in the hallway at the top of the basement stairs.

I went to my old lady yoga class again today. There were two more old ladies than the first time I went. I'm thinking I may actually stick with this class as long as my schedule will allow it. If there were a bunch of young, flexible women around, I may be distracted from the yoga or a bit more self-conscious about my poor form. Plus, the instructor has really helped me to feel welcome in the class. She's given me advice on the job search and recommended a book for me to read. I've really enjoyed the class the two times I've been to it. And during this second class, we did a lot of poses different from the poses we did the first time I went. I think the new lady had some hip issues, so we did a lot of poses that work on the hips. Which is good for me, because my hips may be my weakest part. At least, I seem to feel it most whenever a pose works the hips. . .

Oh, one more thing. I just found out that this MA program doesn't require the GRE for admission. So that's a bit of a relief for me. I wasn't really sure I'd be able to get the test in in time to meet the deadline. Now that I know I don't have to take it quite yet, I can relax a bit more and focus more on the writing samples and the job search.

I'm grateful for not having to take the GRE. . . yet (20).