We were in the gym, but our tables were far apart. I felt sorry for the sad teachers who had only onw or two parents visit them; I had a line!
I felt smug and popular. And I have to say, I was curious to meet the kids' parents, and liked talking to most of them. Only one was obnoxious, and he just wouldn't STOP bitching abou his kid, and how we had to "come down hard on him in class."
The kids problem? Too talkative. Yeah, he needs to curb it, but the dad wouldn't stop yammering about hammering, after I'd said his kid had really made progress about being less chatty about 50 times.
Jen, closeness to the T will keep you from feeling trapped in the apartment when you just need to get out.
Also, you're going to need all of the sanity you can get, in your chosen profession. The next few years are going to be very rough on the people you're treating -- you're going to need a haven where you can let your guard down.
Just my opinion; your beagle will vary, of course.
erika, much mammo~ma to your mom.
Deena and Greg both went to bed, and I probably should, but it doesn't seem to be happening.
I am glad you survived the parent/teacher meeting. I have heard those can be hell. Go you!
Yeah. I'll contact jilly and see if she can find it for me. Hopefully she won't remember me from my message board moderator days, 'cause I got her booted from a site for being a crazy. This thing is such a mess. And to think I was just trying to express something very personal and share it with a specific group of people. Who knew?
Maybe she'll remember you and want to help, especially if you are coming back all together and less, um, crazy, as you say. In the words of Buddy (John Astin) on Night Court, "I'm mu-u-uch better now!" It goes a long way in smoothing old issues.
Jen, you don't need the stress. It's bad for you. Solo living will be better.
Why not get a passport, Plei?
Cause I'm lazy? I keep meaning to do so. I'll probably set the wheels in motion after PTB is born, as I know I'll be doing some of that cross-border travel to show her to the relatives.
So, I think I can officially claim Most Sucky Day today, right?