Well, quite frankly, they all point to this year not being my favorite. Maybe I'll amend this statement in the near future, but today just wasn't a good day, and I don't know HOW tomorrow could be.
Our new principal handed out all these new things we're supposed to do, like decorate our rooms and new discipline techniques... Then I get to my room only to discover that our air conditioner doesn't work. Then I start putting desks back into place, only to find that most of them are stuck to the floor from when they re-did our floors. So, when they moved, they left holes in my one year old flooring.
Then I turned on my computer only to find that the updates they were supposed to do over the summer weren't done on my computer, because of some password problem or something... like they couldn't have called me.... harumph.
The only bright spot to my day is that they said we could leave at 3:15, and when I do, in mere minutes, it is to go and visit my newest "nephew," as I received a phone call yesterday evening announcing his impending arrival. I'm so excited! One baby boy here, and another little "nephew" coming soon! I knew I didn't need to get pregnant again yet! :) I'll have my baby fix plenty of times before I need another one.
Here's to hoping that the rest of the week shapes up better than today! :)
Monday, August 08, 2005
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Nothing
I got nothing.
I have nothing in my head that I would consider funny, rude, thought-provoking or even remotely interesting.
This may be in part to the fact that it's Saturday, and on Monday I have to go back to work. I think just knowing that has somehow diminished my mental capabilities. I think I know that I am going to have to start thinking extra hard in just two days about how to plan out the rest of the school year, and I don't want to waste any unnecessary thought processes on anything else.
Sorry for being so lame.
Maybe I'll have more later this week. I'm expecting to become an "aunt" again any time now. I'll let you know.
I have nothing in my head that I would consider funny, rude, thought-provoking or even remotely interesting.
This may be in part to the fact that it's Saturday, and on Monday I have to go back to work. I think just knowing that has somehow diminished my mental capabilities. I think I know that I am going to have to start thinking extra hard in just two days about how to plan out the rest of the school year, and I don't want to waste any unnecessary thought processes on anything else.
Sorry for being so lame.
Maybe I'll have more later this week. I'm expecting to become an "aunt" again any time now. I'll let you know.
Friday, August 05, 2005
There's No Stopping It
No matter how many times a day I check, time keeps going. No matter how many times I pray that it hasn't moved while little Micheal is taking a nap, allowing me to accomplish tasks without a child around, the minute hand still moves, clicking away the number of minutes that I have wasted being on the computer and not cleaning the floor.
Being a math teacher, I have known that time stops for no one, because we teach that it is the independent variable, as it waits for no one and depends on nothing. But, I was just hoping that since I had spent so much time working on my Master's this summer that I could maybe catch a break and time would at least slow down on this week I had off with my little man, and that Monday wouldn't come as fast as it had when I was going to school. Unfortunately, time kept its own schedule, and waited for no one, not even me, as good-intentioned as I was.
Today is now my last Friday of the summer. Monday starts back to work for me, and I can't believe that it's already here. Right now there are a bunch of rules and laws going around that may push the start of school back until the week after Labor Day. I don't think I like that. I mean, I know I complain about starting back already, but as long as we start that early, then we can have all the week long breaks for Winter Break, and Spring Break, and a whole week instead of just a few days at Thanksgiving, and two weeks at Christmas instead of just one. I'm so worried that once we start after Labor Day, they may cut out all my breaks. Those breaks are what keep me sane, and keep me from injuring the adolescents that I teach, and vice versa.
Oh well. So, Monday it's off to meet my new boss, and a few new co-workers, and get back to my normal routine of waking up too early and being at school more than eight hours a day. So, as much as I'm really not ready to get back there, I'm glad that it means I'm back to a schedule, and I'm hoping that I can accomplish my goals this year, and get all the things I'm supposed to get into their little heads in there...
Wish me luck!
Being a math teacher, I have known that time stops for no one, because we teach that it is the independent variable, as it waits for no one and depends on nothing. But, I was just hoping that since I had spent so much time working on my Master's this summer that I could maybe catch a break and time would at least slow down on this week I had off with my little man, and that Monday wouldn't come as fast as it had when I was going to school. Unfortunately, time kept its own schedule, and waited for no one, not even me, as good-intentioned as I was.
Today is now my last Friday of the summer. Monday starts back to work for me, and I can't believe that it's already here. Right now there are a bunch of rules and laws going around that may push the start of school back until the week after Labor Day. I don't think I like that. I mean, I know I complain about starting back already, but as long as we start that early, then we can have all the week long breaks for Winter Break, and Spring Break, and a whole week instead of just a few days at Thanksgiving, and two weeks at Christmas instead of just one. I'm so worried that once we start after Labor Day, they may cut out all my breaks. Those breaks are what keep me sane, and keep me from injuring the adolescents that I teach, and vice versa.
Oh well. So, Monday it's off to meet my new boss, and a few new co-workers, and get back to my normal routine of waking up too early and being at school more than eight hours a day. So, as much as I'm really not ready to get back there, I'm glad that it means I'm back to a schedule, and I'm hoping that I can accomplish my goals this year, and get all the things I'm supposed to get into their little heads in there...
Wish me luck!
Monday, August 01, 2005
Why do I do this to myself?
There are some things you would assume that would make you feel better about being married to a police officer. However, this is not the case. My husband is particularly paranoid, mainly for good reason, since our dogs alert us to any strange movement coming anywhere near our driveway. Now, you wouldn't like this sort of thing if you lived in a city or a neighborhood where your neighbor was just footsteps away. But out here, in Way-Past-BFE, if someone is at my driveway, they better know me and my dogs or else they'll be barked at continuously until either the hubby or I call them off. This is a nice thing most of the time, but tonight is not one of those times.
My husband decided to take an extra job, which means he's been gone all evening and won't be home until really late tonight. So, my senses are on super drive, since I'm the only one here and am supposed to be protecting my child and my house and all that. So, every light inside is off, every light outside is on, so that I can see them, but they can't see me. Whoever "them" may be.
So, you would think that I could handle myself and all that, right? Except there's a problem. I'm such a scaredy cat it's not even close to being funny. So, I don't like things that make you scared when the lights are on and everyone's around you, let alone sitting in the dark in the boonies by yourself at night.
So, why am I watching a scary movie on TV?
The worst part is that I have seen this movie dozens of times, and the ending makes it so that you can't watch it from the beginning again without forgetting a few things before you watch it again. But, still, I'm sitting here watching this movie because I feel like it's a good enough movie to be on in the background while I am playing hide and seek with the boogey man.
Oh well. Back to the movie and scaring myself stupid.
My husband decided to take an extra job, which means he's been gone all evening and won't be home until really late tonight. So, my senses are on super drive, since I'm the only one here and am supposed to be protecting my child and my house and all that. So, every light inside is off, every light outside is on, so that I can see them, but they can't see me. Whoever "them" may be.
So, you would think that I could handle myself and all that, right? Except there's a problem. I'm such a scaredy cat it's not even close to being funny. So, I don't like things that make you scared when the lights are on and everyone's around you, let alone sitting in the dark in the boonies by yourself at night.
So, why am I watching a scary movie on TV?
The worst part is that I have seen this movie dozens of times, and the ending makes it so that you can't watch it from the beginning again without forgetting a few things before you watch it again. But, still, I'm sitting here watching this movie because I feel like it's a good enough movie to be on in the background while I am playing hide and seek with the boogey man.
Oh well. Back to the movie and scaring myself stupid.
Breathing a HUGE Sigh of Relief
I know that a few of you were kind of confused about my last post about people that don't call when they say they will. Well, I was a little out of my mind at that moment, but things have calmed down and now that I know more, I can share more.
I had a doctor's appointment for my yearly exam at the beginning of July, and then a few weeks ago, they called back to tell me that it had come back abnormal and I needed to do another test. So, I went in last week praying that he didn't find anything and I could go home with my mind at ease. Unfortunately, he did see something, and he sent off a biopsy of an abnormal spot. This was Tuesday afternoon and he told me that we would have some information on Friday. So, every time the phone rang Friday morning, I was thinking it was them. But, to no avail. I left class about 10:30am, and ran some errands, still with my phone in my back pocket to make sure that I didn't miss a phone call.
By noon, I realized that they weren't going to call me in the morning, and I picked up the phone to call them. Then I realized, with much chagrin, that their office closes at noon on Fridays. So, I looked at my watch, saw five after, and dialed as fast as I could. But, no luck, the answering machine picked up. They gave me a pager number to call, and I did, but it was just a nurse on call at Med Center hospital. I tried to give her my sob story and see if she would give me a way around the answering machine, because I knew there was no way that everyone was out of the office only five minutes after noon. No dice.
She said sorry, but there's no way to get in touch with them until Monday. DANGIT!
So, I called at 8:30 this morning, and got someone on the phone... and she told me that everything turned out okay and I don't have to have anything else done. I may have to go back a little earlier than a year to get another test done just to keep tabs on it, but other than that, nothing to do! :) YEAH!
Thank you God for answering my prayers.
I had a doctor's appointment for my yearly exam at the beginning of July, and then a few weeks ago, they called back to tell me that it had come back abnormal and I needed to do another test. So, I went in last week praying that he didn't find anything and I could go home with my mind at ease. Unfortunately, he did see something, and he sent off a biopsy of an abnormal spot. This was Tuesday afternoon and he told me that we would have some information on Friday. So, every time the phone rang Friday morning, I was thinking it was them. But, to no avail. I left class about 10:30am, and ran some errands, still with my phone in my back pocket to make sure that I didn't miss a phone call.
By noon, I realized that they weren't going to call me in the morning, and I picked up the phone to call them. Then I realized, with much chagrin, that their office closes at noon on Fridays. So, I looked at my watch, saw five after, and dialed as fast as I could. But, no luck, the answering machine picked up. They gave me a pager number to call, and I did, but it was just a nurse on call at Med Center hospital. I tried to give her my sob story and see if she would give me a way around the answering machine, because I knew there was no way that everyone was out of the office only five minutes after noon. No dice.
She said sorry, but there's no way to get in touch with them until Monday. DANGIT!
So, I called at 8:30 this morning, and got someone on the phone... and she told me that everything turned out okay and I don't have to have anything else done. I may have to go back a little earlier than a year to get another test done just to keep tabs on it, but other than that, nothing to do! :) YEAH!
Thank you God for answering my prayers.
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