Ryan texts me this when he's stressed. This is how I feel.
I stayed for a few hours after work to get some stuff done. On my way out, my principal told me there's a meeting after school tomorrow at the district office for Title I teachers that I need to attend. Apparently I'm a Title I teacher. Who knew? So I have this meeting tomorrow, and I'm going to have to present at some event called Curriculum Night on Tuesday. My principal doesn't even know what it is. I'll find out tomorrow, and I'll have to put together the presentation this weekend. There will be parents and administrators there. I have to say, there is one administrator I am not looking forward to seeing. Ugh.
There was one nice thing about my conversation with my principal. She asked what happened during that meeting with the sup the other day. I told her as matter-of-factly as possible, trying to keep my opinion out of it. She was speechless and finally said she would keep her opinion to herself, but clearly took my side. I know I can't trust her, but it's nice to know that she recognizes the craziness. She also stopped in my classroom earlier to tell me she appreciated my help during the fire drill today. (I didn't have a class, so I just went where I thought I was needed.) I'm glad she seems to like me.
Last night Ryan came over and hung out for a while. He brings out the worst in me. Like when he was doing something that annoyed me, and I told him to stop or I'd throw out his huge bakery cookie, and he said I was too nice to do it, so I did it. Or when he was leaving, and we were arguing, so I tried to slam the door in his face, but I caught my hand in it and now, a day later, it's still swollen and a huge nasty bruise is forming. Lovely. He texted this morning to see how I was. I told him it was bad, he told me not to slam doors, and I told him that meant he'd have to stop pissing me off so much, and he agreed. We'll see how long that lasts.
So anyway, I pretty much feel like I can't breathe because I have 5000 things going on at once and stuff just keeps getting added to that list.
I stayed for a few hours after work to get some stuff done. On my way out, my principal told me there's a meeting after school tomorrow at the district office for Title I teachers that I need to attend. Apparently I'm a Title I teacher. Who knew? So I have this meeting tomorrow, and I'm going to have to present at some event called Curriculum Night on Tuesday. My principal doesn't even know what it is. I'll find out tomorrow, and I'll have to put together the presentation this weekend. There will be parents and administrators there. I have to say, there is one administrator I am not looking forward to seeing. Ugh.
There was one nice thing about my conversation with my principal. She asked what happened during that meeting with the sup the other day. I told her as matter-of-factly as possible, trying to keep my opinion out of it. She was speechless and finally said she would keep her opinion to herself, but clearly took my side. I know I can't trust her, but it's nice to know that she recognizes the craziness. She also stopped in my classroom earlier to tell me she appreciated my help during the fire drill today. (I didn't have a class, so I just went where I thought I was needed.) I'm glad she seems to like me.
Last night Ryan came over and hung out for a while. He brings out the worst in me. Like when he was doing something that annoyed me, and I told him to stop or I'd throw out his huge bakery cookie, and he said I was too nice to do it, so I did it. Or when he was leaving, and we were arguing, so I tried to slam the door in his face, but I caught my hand in it and now, a day later, it's still swollen and a huge nasty bruise is forming. Lovely. He texted this morning to see how I was. I told him it was bad, he told me not to slam doors, and I told him that meant he'd have to stop pissing me off so much, and he agreed. We'll see how long that lasts.
So anyway, I pretty much feel like I can't breathe because I have 5000 things going on at once and stuff just keeps getting added to that list.
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