Friday, March 11, 2011

Do little boys get PMS?

My son has been touchy, weepy, and grumpy all morning. I've asked him about his blood sugar. He doesn't think he's low. I think he woke up too early. Regardless, he's hanging out in his room until his daddy gets home.

My husband's place of work called. Said they didn't know if DH could work today. HUH? When he burned his arm in January, he was automatically placed on restriction. He's been cleared to return to work, but there was no note that the restriction was lifted. A new rule is that people working on a restriction cannot work shift work. Well, seeing that he's worked shift work since the day after the accident, I think it's pretty lame that they are now trying to implement it. I think it has more to do with the extra shift hours that are available right now while they try to get a machine back online.

Today the men on the pulpit search committee met with Dave M. He's been filling the pulpit, and the men asked if he'd consider being the interim pastor. I'm anxious to see what DH has to say about the meeting.
I should figure out lunch.

So, DH had to call the medical center, and the doctor's assistant said she'd sign the paper releasing DH from the work restriction. Otherwise, if she hadn't, DH would have had to have been officially called off his shift, and the employer would have had to pay his wages for the time he was scheduled (he's on the schedule through next week). So he could have had some more vacation time!

He told me Dave has agreed to be the interim pastor for 3 months. After that, if he's interested in pursuing it, he'd put in his resume, etc., for the permanent position. We do have a possible candidate that they've interviewed on the phone. JB is supposed to come preach, but the soonest he can come is in April. And there is so much to get done before that happens...

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