I woke up frequently throughout the night.. I think this is
how I manage to avoid oversleeping when I have an alarm set. Sadly, when
the alarm DID go off, it was far too early for my likings... The earliest since
the last day of school, and the coffee didn't listen to it's pre-set time, thus
I was forced to push the start button myself. Gold-plated troubles.
The adventure continues as I got peanut butter and honey all over my body
as I was trying to eat in bed. <sigh> it's the -non-intentional
solo version of "9 1/2 Weeks", Ali style. I have to
admit something... As much as I love the ability to save my 5-a-Days for future
reference on the blog, I HATE the non-interactive-ness (new word!!).... No
likes, no comments. I appreciate Patty and Rachel liking the FB link, but
I still miss have something to look forward to when I awake in the morning #
Got to work. I was stopped by the head guy in our dept who let me know for a good 5 minutes how very important I am to the kids and how I bring so much to our department. I was a little confused as to why he was telling me all this. At the end of the day, SWerner told me he (and his wife, who is head of everything in our department in this area) were shocked I showed up to work because of my unhappiness. I was taught that you don’t just leave when the going gets tough, plus this is how I support myself. I do not have a husband, this is not just play money for me. I’m not going to lie, though, I was uncomfortable this morning and was thrilled to be out in the gen ed population. I saw – and this shocked me beyond belief – a kid who used to attend the former I school I worked in. He looked incredible, he looked healthy, and above all, he looked happy. This is a complete 180 from when he was at the other school. His life has been changed in ways I will not share, but I am SO incredibly thrilled that this kid, whom others had lost hope in, is here so we can resume our relationship. I’m so grateful that my experience in my youth allowed me to develop a relationship with him that he remembered.
Got to work. I was stopped by the head guy in our dept who let me know for a good 5 minutes how very important I am to the kids and how I bring so much to our department. I was a little confused as to why he was telling me all this. At the end of the day, SWerner told me he (and his wife, who is head of everything in our department in this area) were shocked I showed up to work because of my unhappiness. I was taught that you don’t just leave when the going gets tough, plus this is how I support myself. I do not have a husband, this is not just play money for me. I’m not going to lie, though, I was uncomfortable this morning and was thrilled to be out in the gen ed population. I saw – and this shocked me beyond belief – a kid who used to attend the former I school I worked in. He looked incredible, he looked healthy, and above all, he looked happy. This is a complete 180 from when he was at the other school. His life has been changed in ways I will not share, but I am SO incredibly thrilled that this kid, whom others had lost hope in, is here so we can resume our relationship. I’m so grateful that my experience in my youth allowed me to develop a relationship with him that he remembered.
The day was a zoo, but I loved it. It was terrific seeing so many wonderful
people. The one thing that was NOT
wonderful was my “nether-region-bicycle-soreness” I don’t even want to talk about it. I’m grateful school started on a Thursday so
I can already say THANK GOD TOMORROW IS FRIDAY.
The entire fricking day was bloody work zone, traffic wise. Every direction I went in: to work/from work;
to school/from school. I stopped The
Doctor on his way out the door and told him my issue with practicum. He said there are a couple of paid sites, so
I’ll let him know the details of my practicum woes. I sat in class, unable to comprehend what we
were even talking about, most of the time.
If it wasn’t for Chuck’s taking the reigns, I don’t know what would have
happened. My brain has stopped, and this
is not a “cute example” I am trying to use for sympathy purposes. My brain has literally STOPPED with this
mess. I am having a difficult time
trying to make sense of it all and at this point, I’m thinking I’ll find that
sugar daddy site and apply. Perhaps
there is a need for middle aged women with no direction…..
After class (and ADDITIONAL traffic stops), I still had to
hit the store. I was finally in line,
when this little girl who had been running around the store with her family,
swatting at daddy, running around and yelling was suddenly separated from her
family. I had just gotten to the thingie-where-you-place-your-groceries (I'm not kidding about a dormant brain) as she
began yelling more and more for him, with no answer.
Suddenly, I heard the voice waver, saw the tears brimming, and I was
thrown back 38 years in Gibson’s when I couldn’t find my mom. I called out to her"Sweetie, I just saw him, let's go find him..." as her tears started, leaving the
line to go help her find her dad when her sisters cam bounding around the corner. Poor girl.
I remember that feeling so well.
A long drive home, but the best
gift when I walk in…Maggie has cleaned the kitchen from top to bottom. Ethan
is out right away to help me unload. What a tribe I have.
Picture: Evening sky on the bike/walking path
I understand about the whole dormant brain. I feel like mine has gone into hibernation.
ReplyDeleteRachel!! <3
ReplyDeleteIt's a scary thing, huh...and here I am trying to create a whole new career. One thing I am grateful for is so many of our professors saying my current feelings are normal. If it wasn't for that, I'd quit and go work in a plant nursery, polishing plant leaves.