Went in early. Came home late. Made dinner. Hiding in my bed.
Two more IEP meetings. One more IEP to write. Transition meeting tomorrow. Reflection needs to be rewritten. Just not up to doing anything more today. Including spending time with my family.
It might be stress if you wake up at 4am and start crying into your pillow.
Turned off my work email for the weekend. So sick of parents thinking I’m not doing everything for their kids that I possible can when I write an IEP.
Two drafts to write this weekend and all I want to do is sleep, eat, crochet and Netflix.
It’s the first time as a special education teacher that I have a student I can’t stand. Except there are three of them.
Two months ago I got a new car. The contents of my old van is still living on the dining room table.
I see more specks of blue bouncing out of the grey.
License plate seen whole dropping the kiddo at high school this morning: QAPLA
I’ll be smiling all day.
Some days I think Thanos had the right idea.
yay?
Treading water at work. I just can’t do it all.
That convocation made me throw up in my mouth a little.
Today’s adventure in teaching: student MOSTLY made it to the trash can before losing his lunch. We had the custodian mop down the wall behind the trash can while he was at the nurse.
12.5 hrs in and I still haven’t finished knitting a 290-stitch rolled hem.
CanNOT get my garage door opener to connect to the Homelink in my new car. Grrr
My youngest would like to know why people are mailing us photos of themselves (holiday cards) and is genuinely confused.
Paul’s Kia is a 2023. It’s already needed the transmission replaced. And tonight, it would only shift from neutral into reverse. Kiddo offered to drive like Mater down Comm Ave.
He managed to figure out the Shift Unlock but once again, new car needs repairs.
Another crappy day of student behaviors and losing my temper.
Came home. Made dinner. Picked up teen and friend from drama. Been in bed since 5pm.
Not sure why I’m not functioning.
The trash bag leaked all over the kitchen floor. Of course that’s when my teenager decided to chastise me for swearing.
I don’t often lose my sh1t but she deserved it.
When you weren’t the one who made the mistake at work but feel like the one who got blamed.
Just got a new car and have to use an app for remote start. No luck yet. Just lots of FAIL messages.
Wake up in the middle of the night only to start crying for absolutely no reason.
Adding one new snowflake a day
There’s one last hat to knit for Christmas and I’m just too tired.
Caved and gave John his big gift three weeks early. He’s been using his handheld mini chainsaw ALL afternoon.
Still didn’t get to bring it home. Harrumph.
Mazda Man: and what terms are you looking at for this purchase?
Us: cash
Mazda Man: be right back. I need to speak with my manager.
In fact you can DoorDash a prelit fake Christmas tree.
Bluesky: where I can safely complain about my teenager.
For example, she SOBBED at the post office when it finally occurred to her why we’re getting her passport renewed. Bermuda next April.
They were not happy tears.