I Hate Fall

I am in a mood. I have nothing really to say. Just feel like complaining. The time change sucks. Everyone is all out of whack. The weather is crazy.

Work is the usual. However, I found out that another 'specials' teacher has been pulled from her stupid reading buddy day to substitute in classrooms a few times. She came to ask me if I had been pulled a lot. I said no, the real answer is not at all but she doesn't need to know that. Then I found out from one of the classroom teachers that she never shows up for her reading buddies-so maybe that's why the principal pulls her and not me. I am actually doing what I am supposed to be doing. I'd like to know what she is doing with the 80 minutes a week she's not showing up for the one teacher who told me about it. And if she's not showing up for her, she's probably not showing up for anyone else...so what's she doing for three days a week? None of my business I suppose.

All of us got notices that we'll be covering for teachers at some point in the upcoming week while they are at workshops. It's so ridiculous. They were told to call in no sub needed and we have to cover. So several of the specials teachers are calling out sick. However, since my day is Monday and I am calling out Friday so that I can hang out with Stacy who is visiting from Florida and going to see Duran Duran with my Duranie friends...I am not going to turn around and call out again Monday. I figure I'll cause enough trouble calling out Friday to make up for it. There is always a problem with subs on Fridays and since there may be other people calling out to make their point, there could be no one for me, and since I actually have classes Friday, she'll have to do something about it. The art teacher was advised not to call out since she is non-tenured. The whole thing is stupid and has been brought up with the union, but they never do anything about our ridiculous schedules so I have no reason to think it will be any different this time.

I know I am totally in the midst of my PMS because I am so miserable I am sitting here thinking (and you must say this with a whine) "I don't feel like going to a concert Friday." Dammit! I am going to be completely pissed when I get my period on Friday. Totally is a curse. Blegh. I am going to go watch tv for a while. Something completely mindless.

Belly Dancing

As I posted earlier, I had a few bad days this week. For whatever reason I was miserable. Well, last week I had talked to Lisa about going to a belly dancing class at this place near where she lives. We decided last week that we were going to go. I am glad that I did. I was definitely cheered up and feeling better after that. Although, Lisa thinks I should go on medication, I think that’s just so she won’t be the only one on meds!

Anyway, it was a lot of fun. There were about nine of us there altogether, one of the women has been going for three weeks and the rest have been going for a while. They have this whole routine and everything that they were trying to teach us. Everyone said we were doing fine, we don’t really care, it was pretty funny. The woman who was there for her third time said that we were doing much better than she did her first time. We decided to join and go on Fridays, Lisa asked me earlier today if I wanted to go on Monday too. I would like to, but it’s a half hour away so we’ll have to see if I feel like driving that much.

We got scarves to wear around our waists that have beading and coins that jingle. I think we were not shaking hard enough because everyone else had beads and coins flying off but Lisa and I didn’t. In addition to the regular dance, they have a veil dance that we were working on. The veils are 9 feet long. We were doing that and Lisa got tangled up in her veil and almost fell. That was pretty funny.

In case any of my friends are still checking in to see what I am writing here, Lisa wants to buy some waist scarves and wear them to the Duran Duran concert next month. Consider yourselves warned!

Work

So for some reason I am suddenly bummed out this morning. If I try to discuss this with my husband than he gets upset so I will leave him alone. Brandon drives me crazy every morning, what else is new? He is the most miserable child I have ever met. I don't think that helps my mood any. This morning I got "I have decided I no longer live here". and when he got dropped off at school and I said have a nice day "you know I am not going to enjoy it." Uh-huh. Then he proceeded to walk into the building like he was walking to the electric chair. I just kept smiling at him and waving until he did finally have no choice but to smile because I was being so ridiculous.

So, I was fine but then as soon as I pulled in the driveway here I just felt like "bleh". Earlier I said that my schedule this year wasn't so bad. Well, on paper I guess it's not but in reality it sucks. I just cannot beleive that the board of education or the taxpayers in this district can possibly be aware that for three out of every seven days I am simply a glorified babysitter. Well, one of those three days I have two classes-80 minutes. The rest of the day, babysitting. I did not go back to school and do all that work, with a family, to get a master's degree and babysit. Why don't I just open a home day care center.

I guess it is time for me to get serious about looking for a new job. Although I am extremely practical and the fact is that ten years vests your pension and this is my ninth. I don't know if I want to continue in the public schools at all, so why should I move to a new school for one year? Then again, maybe I'd like it better in another district or another grade level. I just don't know what to do. I do know that I have to work for 340 more days for my pension to vest. Who's counting? And that is not even a whole year.

Oh well. I think I am just feeling way to sorry for myself right now. So I better not go on.

Oops!

LatelyI have been spamming my friends which is what I was not supposed to be doing. So I guess I should remember to come here instead.