A night off, testing and training signage

I took the night off from writing last night and went to bed as soon as we got back to the house from FBI. I figured I was not obligated to write my blog every evening - it is not like I have a vast following or earth shattering news every weekday night. But this gives me an outlet for writing and hopefully it encourages others along the way. Maybe giving a laugh or two as I get to relate life as I see it.

Last night was our first test of this semester and all of us were worried about it but as we got to the church Bro Daniel Wycoff came out to greet us and told us how easy the test actually was. We were on time for the class but he and his two children that attend the class with us and Ed Howard - who they bring to class from the nursing home - started the test as soon as they got there; at 5:30. By the time we arrived - at 6:20 - the Wycoff clan was long since finished and Ed was half way through his test. He usually takes more than an hour to complete a test. He is hampered by a recent stroke but he still plugs on. On a normal test night he continues on his test for a couple hours as we continue with class. But he always finishes and he always passes.

We ended up starting class a half hour early while Ed continued on his test. That put us out of class at about 8:50, vs 9:30. But by the time we got home I was ready for bed. I had worked emails all day at the office and had had some really involved learning experiences in the seventy or so emails I had to respond to over the course of the day. All the while, I was looking over the notes I was studying for the test that evening. It may not seem like much but I was more than ready to leave the office when the five o’clock hour came.

Today I spent most of the day in training. The training was over the very program I am trying to master for work so it could not have come at a better time - and it was quite helpful. In fact, as I got back to work some time after 3 pm, I got a chance to put some of the lessons I had just learned into practical use. It is not very often that that happens in life. Not as dramatic as learning CPR and walking out of class to find a person collapsed and unresponsive, but it was at least encouraging to use what I had learned in a helpful way. 

As a humorous side note, we were discussing properly stopping at a stop sign when Mama related that she always makes a thorough stop at the stop signs that have the ALL WAY signage below. She told the office that had given her the warning ticket that she makes makes sure she stops all the way - just like it says. I had to smile so she knew something was up. I explained that they used to be called 4-WAY stops since a stop sign was at each corner of the intersection but sometimes there are three or maybe five roads coming together, so the signage was changed to ALL WAY so it could be used more generally. She said, “All along I thought it meant you had to stop all the way.”

All I could say was, Well, that too.”