Found this in a pile of papers. It’s from when I was an administrative assistant for the 4-H program with the county. Obviously, I needed training. I wore dress pants every day (sorry, no skirts, but I had work flip flops!!) and did stuff and I don’t remember one thing about this training except maybe there was food there. It was in Luling or San Marcos or somewhere agriculturey. It paid the bills and I liked the people but I never really figured how this whole 4-H thing worked. I did make a blog. Then I quit and the roof caved in over my old desk, right where I would have been sitting.

Phew.