whinging
as my Aussie friends would say..
(or WHINING as it may be)
YOU'VE BEEN WARNED:
This is me right now:
I am sitting at my desk at school, eating a bowl of potato soup, having just broken down in my asst. principal's office. Tears and everything.
I hate it when I get like that...when it just overtakes me and I can't control it.
I feel like I can't breathe... it's something new everyday..more to do..more paperwork to fill out, more assessments to give, more progress monitoring, more special ed documentation, more observations, more turn in this form, and finish your professional development hours because we screwed you out of some, and get those monthly writing prompts done and hung in the hall, and get your assignment done for the book study tomorrow, be at this meeting during your prep time and at this other meeting after school, and oh yeh..be the best teacher you can be and don't let one minute go by that you aren't instructing the children. The same children that won't listen to a word that comes out of my mouth and insist on just spending all their time entertaining themselves and those around them because they sure aren't doing anything I tell them to do or follow any of the rules.
And there's this fancy-schmancy dinner we have to go to Friday night for Greg's work...and of course I have nothing to wear!
And to top it off...along with my dad being chronically ill, now my mother's health has declined to the point of not only the seizures when she is still (sitting or trying to sleep), but now there is incredible pain involved, and blood pressure of 90/48, and anemia, and possible bleeding somewhere inside of her and oh it might be rheumatoid arthritis but we can't get you in to a specialist until June, but it might also be cancer somewhere in your body, but let us just draw more blood for testing like we've done every week for the past month, and get back to you. Just take more muscle relaxers and pain pills (which don't help) and we'll get back with you.
And my 89 year old grandmother in Kentucky might have had a stroke...or not... but she's in serious health as well...she fell into the ditch by her mailbox a couple weeks ago and luckily a neighbor was outside and saw her and got her out, but she's broken a bone or two and is in major pain and is having trouble remembering when and how many pills she's taking, and is lethargic and hurting and not wanting to do anything which is WAY out of the ordinary for her. She's always been, up even until a few months ago, very active and on the go and sharp. We use to say she'd outlive us all.... but I'm afraid that's not gonna happen.
And she's there... and I haven't seen her since July 2010 at our reunion, and not even a whole lot then, and we don't really have the funds to go see her unless it's an emergency....
and my mom's not up for travel yet anyway...
And there are so many things that have to be done.
It's the 100th day of school tomorrow and I've not got one thing ready for it.
I've not got one thing ready for the rest of the week.
Despite being up here 4 hours on Sunday.
I'm ill prepared.
I don't like being that way, but everytime I start to work on it, something comes up.
and I'm just so.tired.of.having.to.spend.all.my.time.away.from.school.working.on.school.stuff!
*phew*
whinge over
for now anyway!
(or WHINING as it may be)
YOU'VE BEEN WARNED:
This is me right now:
I am sitting at my desk at school, eating a bowl of potato soup, having just broken down in my asst. principal's office. Tears and everything.
I hate it when I get like that...when it just overtakes me and I can't control it.
I feel like I can't breathe... it's something new everyday..more to do..more paperwork to fill out, more assessments to give, more progress monitoring, more special ed documentation, more observations, more turn in this form, and finish your professional development hours because we screwed you out of some, and get those monthly writing prompts done and hung in the hall, and get your assignment done for the book study tomorrow, be at this meeting during your prep time and at this other meeting after school, and oh yeh..be the best teacher you can be and don't let one minute go by that you aren't instructing the children. The same children that won't listen to a word that comes out of my mouth and insist on just spending all their time entertaining themselves and those around them because they sure aren't doing anything I tell them to do or follow any of the rules.
And there's this fancy-schmancy dinner we have to go to Friday night for Greg's work...and of course I have nothing to wear!
And to top it off...along with my dad being chronically ill, now my mother's health has declined to the point of not only the seizures when she is still (sitting or trying to sleep), but now there is incredible pain involved, and blood pressure of 90/48, and anemia, and possible bleeding somewhere inside of her and oh it might be rheumatoid arthritis but we can't get you in to a specialist until June, but it might also be cancer somewhere in your body, but let us just draw more blood for testing like we've done every week for the past month, and get back to you. Just take more muscle relaxers and pain pills (which don't help) and we'll get back with you.
And my 89 year old grandmother in Kentucky might have had a stroke...or not... but she's in serious health as well...she fell into the ditch by her mailbox a couple weeks ago and luckily a neighbor was outside and saw her and got her out, but she's broken a bone or two and is in major pain and is having trouble remembering when and how many pills she's taking, and is lethargic and hurting and not wanting to do anything which is WAY out of the ordinary for her. She's always been, up even until a few months ago, very active and on the go and sharp. We use to say she'd outlive us all.... but I'm afraid that's not gonna happen.
And she's there... and I haven't seen her since July 2010 at our reunion, and not even a whole lot then, and we don't really have the funds to go see her unless it's an emergency....
and my mom's not up for travel yet anyway...
And there are so many things that have to be done.
It's the 100th day of school tomorrow and I've not got one thing ready for it.
I've not got one thing ready for the rest of the week.
Despite being up here 4 hours on Sunday.
I'm ill prepared.
I don't like being that way, but everytime I start to work on it, something comes up.
and I'm just so.tired.of.having.to.spend.all.my.time.away.from.school.working.on.school.stuff!
*phew*
whinge over
for now anyway!
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