Manual Labor makes me cranky

Have been hauling books around all morning because we're moving the picture books from shelves to bins. I have some volunteers to help me and they're good but it's not like I can just tell them to have at it. I am slowly learning that it's hardly ever a good idea to tell volunteers to "have at it," especially if they're the 12-yr-old ADD kind of volunteer. Because that's when the badness happens and my brain leaks out my ears when I see what they've actually been up to.

Also, teachers? Wanna do me a favor and quiz your kids on their alphabetizing skills? Because it turns out they don't have any. Or possibly they need glasses.

Anyway, I did yoga this morning from my laptop through the Yoga Today website. They have 60-minute yoga sessions you can download & watch. I've been meaning to try it for a long time--ever since I canceled my community center gym membership because I wasn't making it to any of the classes. This morning's class was pretty good, and it turns out that I needed a bit of meditation/centering/remembering why I take yoga when I have to bend my knees to a 90 degree angle in order to touch my toes and even then I can hear terrifying creaking sounds. Also this is better than a class IRL, because I can wear my pajamas (or, hey, nothing at all) and there are no instructors to come around and adjust my body in ways that hurt me and make me want to say The Swear Words at them. So when the instructor in the monitor says "Good, that's beautiful." I can just nod and smile, even if I'm actually sitting on the couch eating cream cheese with a spoon.