Whining
I feel incapable of doing anything other than whine about how hot it is. So this is a warning: Whiny Entry ahead!
Danger, danger!!
The day started with the teacher who is being such a pain plunking herself down in my space and informing me she was unhappy.
Alert the media! Did she think I hadn’t noticed?
We had already gone through this conversation and I had explained that it was an administrative issue and out of my hands. It’s up to The Village Idiot and the Ice Queen to deal with it, the hiring is not part of my job. And you can’t make applicants appear out of thin air.
Especailly at the pay rate we have. No one who needed the salary could live on this. So I don’t know what she expects me to do. We’ve put someone in the room to give her a hand, but she doesn’t like the situation and keeps telling this person to leave. She can’t have it both ways, either she wants the help or she doesn’t.
I know this is going to be a thorn in my side all year.
We had our building department meeting today to start setting dates for parent meetings. It’s going to be a killer year. I have thirteen evaluations that will require testing. That’s about six hours per kid for the testing, then another three hours for report writing.
While I go to my regular classes. There’s no such thing as canceling seeing the kids. I have no idea when or where I’m going to get all this done.
God, I wish I’d found another job this summer.
I brought home a stack of paperwork to read through tonight as well, but am afraid I’ll start to nod off when I go to read it.
The heat makes everything so much more difficult. The kids look so wilted and the teachers need to get work going, but totally understand that this kind of weather isn’t conducive to learning. So we are trying to ease them into the routine.
The fact that we didn’t have recess today because it was pouring out didn’t help matters much. The rain isn’t helping anything at all, it just keeps the humidity in place, no refreshing breezes or lightening of the thickness in the air.
I’m having a really hard time getting up in the morning. I think I dread going into work so much that all I want to do is sleep in. I used to be at work a good fifteen minutes before I needed to be. Today I got there as close to the last minute as is possible, and I did the same thing yesterday.
I think it’s a sign of depression as well. I’m not my usually upbeat self, and I can’t talk myself into a better mood. Highly unusual. I can usually put on an act.
I want to e-mail Michael about this, but I don’t want to go into total whine mode and I’m afraid I will. I want to be upbeat when I write to him
I’m not feeling upbeat.
I’m feeling like I need to do my paperwork and go to sleep.
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