I had one of THOSE days when things just went wrong and got me angry.
It actually started yesterday, which was an "in-service" day at
school. It was set up as a "wonderful professional development
opportunity" to allow us to score the State Asssessments. It was so
poorly organized, that it was almost laughable. I came home and
decided to check my school email to find out that I had to rearrange
my entire schedule (which takes hours to make so that every one gets,
lunch and gym and music and band lessons and what ever other pull-outs
they get, to take one additional student, whose mother didn't want him
with another student in my class. Then I find out that I have to
"clean out" all the teaching materials I've accumulated because they
want to let another teacher (not my favorite person in the world,
either) use my room when I am not in it and she says that there is not
enough room. It was suggested that I donate it to newer teachers. This
is the stuff that I've spent thousands of dollars of my own money on
because the district won't purchase what I need to work with the
students I have. I spoke to my DH and we decided that if I wanted to
lend it some of my colleagues I am friendly with fine, otherwise we
would find room to store it at home. I have until Monday PM to move
Then I cam home, tired and grumpy and my daughter wanted to go
shopping at the outlets. I dragged myself out since I was flattered
that she actually valued my opinion on clothes and after an exhausting
few hours, actually found a store for me (read larger sizes) where
they were having a huge sale on cashmere sweaters, marked down from
$190 to $40, so I bought two deliciously soft sweaters in beautiful
colors. Exhausted, we met my DH at the car where he suggested that we
drive along a local road and find a restaurant and have dinner.
We stopped at a little restaurant near where we lived when we were
first married. It had changed hands, but we decided to try it. It
was the best restaurant food I can remember having in a long time.
So now I'm home, and satisfied and I will not think about the ***
going on at school until Monday Morning. And I have leftovers.