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I love my job. Which is funny, because all I do is clean the Monte L. Bean Life Science Museum.

5 examples of why my job rocks:

1. We have "eating meetings," aka our weekly training meeting. But really the training part lasts ten minutes (at most), everyone brings food for everyone to share, and we get paid to have a good time (for half an hour every Friday). And sometimes we make up words like the one in the title. 
2. During one of these eating meetings, one of the animal handlers poked her head into our office and asked, "Do you guys have anything that'll get lizard poop out of carpet?" hehe :)
3. I was once asked by a very cute (and obviously very rich) little girl if I was "the cleaning lady."
4. This morning, the adorable little old man who says good morning to me (usually about three times in rapid succession) found a bat on the wall in his upstairs office. Clark the woodshop guy took a butterfly net up to catch it, but soon discovered that it was dead, dried, and still clinging to the wall. Clark does a good dead-bat-impression-face :)
5. I have the nicest boss in the world. Really. 

One example why my job on the rare occasion doesn't rock:

1. We hold events at the museum sometimes for which we have to set up tables and chairs and stuff. Last night, the the night crew set up for one of these events going on today and didn't clean the chairs (which are outdoor/indoor and very poorly stored in between uses). That meant I got to scoot around on my knees with a bottle of glass cleaner and a rag and clean 61 folding chairs by hand. By myself (because I'm awesome enough to get my own shift). 5 months PREGNANT. But oh well. At least I got an extra hour on the clock today :)

See? Wouldn't you love your job too?

PS. 23 weeks!

Chad felt him move for the first time yesterday. Yay! :D He's getting so good at kicking! Strong little guy. Maybe he'll be a soccer player.

Have a great day!