And another one begin's
Here I am ... on the cusp of what I'm sure will be another mind blowing week of work. I have a schedule of sorts that I have cobbled together with lots of "But that interupts Reading" OR "No, not during that time, we'll be out for PE" OR "Don't you think you should be here for more than the 3 hours you have down?". UGH. I owe pull out people a huge apology for never letting them take kids from my math room - perhaps that would right the karma in my pull-out life.
Week one wasn't really that bad - I actually feel a bit more organized and know I haven't missed any deadlines or duedates or anything, yet.
Ugh.
And off I go to trudge the new dance that is my life.
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So, The above comment isn't 100% true. I've taken some breaths. I hate change. And he's sweeping and not very kind about it... I'm okay... But I still think we should open a school. Someday. :)
Let's open a school. A bilingual program with ASL and English. Seriously.
Ha, I told Donna about your pull-out conundrum. I hate my stupid boss. HATE HIS STUPID EVERYTHING!!!! He is downright ignorant. I am starting to look at other schools. I can't deal. Bad day. Second week. More later, when I calm down. I miss Judy's voice. I miss Judy. I can't deal with his quacky voice, his rash decisions, his backstabbing Judy, his ridiculous perspective, his lack of experience and intellect, his artless ways. This school suffers. I want Judy and John Roy back. I want to run away. I want to get paid for my good looks. ;)
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