Regrets

Round #1. Does anyone else think I look like a muppet?

Standing alone in front of a class of 5th graders and their teaching staff is embarrassing enough, but having to stand there TWICE while 13 whipped cream pies are hurtled at you is kind of humiliating. Particularly when a plate sticks to the side of your face. So how'd I end up in this spot? It starts with a brilliant idea someone had.

Ok, that someone was me. And it sounded like a good idea at the time to challenge 56ish 5th graders to see who could do more service over spring break, me or all of them put together (like I said, brilliant idea). After all, I was driving all the way to Seattle to help my mother-in-law get her house ready to sell (drive time counts if you are going specifically to do service). That's 26 hours just for driving. The first day there I was on a roll with 9 hours of painting and ordering pods. The next 2 days I forgot to count my hours so I probably underestimated what I did at 12 hours.

When we got back to town I delivered a food box for the food bank, bringing my hours up to 49 (approximately). Not bad for 1 week, BUT THE 5TH GRADERS GOT 129.5! Maybe I should have thought this through....

So this is how my Friday looked: I brought two changes of clothes to work, had pies thrown at me, changed, worked, had pies thrown at me, change, helped the middle schoolers earn money to save the oceans while wearing dried whipped cream. I have an amazing, but often messy, job. This by the way, is a super easy way for kids to save the world! Students Rebuild Ocean Challenge

Taking a break from working to do a scavenger hunt in Seattle