Gimme some cheese with that.

It's late and I should be in bed, or at least on the way there. Oh well. "Should" is not a word I've ever cozied up to.

I taught the first make-and-take of our new schedule tonight--showed seven people how to make an altered clipboard over the course of an hour and a half. Seven people! I was amazed that many people showed up. I'm hoping this is a good omen--that classes and make-and-takes are what people are wanting and that we can meet that need and get some warm bodies in the store. Preferably warm bodies with heavy purses!

Saturday should be interesting--I blocked out 10 am to 2pm as the make-and-take period, and I'm wondering/fearing/hoping that we'll be inundated, if this many people came on a weeknight. Having lots of people is good, of course, but oy! is it stressful for me to be "on" like that. Trying to keep everyone on track, explaining the steps over and over (since make-and-takes are come when you want, rather than scheduled times like classes) (although even with classes, you have to explain over and over, LOL), making sure everyone has everything they need and the supplies are where they need to be, explaining clearly and shifting gears a million times and remaining positive and enthusiastic, even with the needy, whiny students...these are not talents that come naturally to me.

I particularly have no patience with the needy, whiny ones. Oh, I pretend I do, and I do a heck of a good job of it. But inside I am rolling my eyes to high heaven.

{rant deleted}--too many people out there who could stumble across it. Plus, it's too late at night for me to be coherent. I'm not excited about teaching...I don't want to do it, but the situation demands it. We need to offer this for the store's sake, and for once in my life, I'm the person with the necessary skills. Kind of a nice feeling, but--ugh. Creating, planning and teaching classes is really far down on the list of areas I want to devote precious brain space to right now.

Hm. Don't know if I'm being needy, but I am definitely being whiny. Go ahead, you can roll your eyes at me. I don't mind!