2002...gosh, that was 5 years ago. Craxy.
I totally made the right decision, moving back. And I was back in KC by August, and I AM happier, although it certainly wasn't a pain-free transition, seeing as I spent some quality time in Ye Olde Psyche Warde.
Huh. I have been in a psych ward AND jail. I totally need to start writing my memoirs -- what shall I call it? "Ordinary Craziness?" "Crazy Ordinariness"? "I"m More Fucked Up Than You, But I Teach YOur Kids - Nyah Nyah Nyah"?
And I am a teacher, and Gris, I feel your pain. First year IS awful -- EVERYONE feels totally incompetent and useless and wretched. The 2nd year is SO much better, though. And you have the extra-added fun of being in a new school? What a clusterfuck. But it really really does get better.
Come to KC. I can get you a job as a math teacher, and not to be all gloaty, but I fucking LOVE my charter school. We are not big, not rich, teach lots of illegal kids, ELL kids, kids in gangs, teen moms, and yet...we are making it work. We have a great staff, and I love my fucked-up kids so much it's nuts. I am so lucky -- I love my job, fleasa and all. It can be frustrating as hell, but when it works...it's like fucking MAGIC.
As part of my ongoing quest to de-grossify my kitchen, I just scrubbed the floor. That was -- oddly satisfying. And left a bunch of puddles of dirty water, because I've really got no clue what I'm doing -- never scrubbed a floor before. (I've swept and mopped, but this floor really needed something beyond that.) But, now most of my floor is all clean and shiny! (What are you supposed to do about the puddles of dirty water, btw?)
Plei, 3-6.
Gah. Our sunny girl is gone and we have a waily mess instead. Off now. Wish us no-fuss-ma.
Mop them up. Or just let them stagnate, in a lazy attempt to CREATE ICKY LIFE.
Thanks, JZ. Things should be in the mail soon, for you and her.
Can y'all see this: [link] ?
I may need to change security on it--it's been forever since I posted a picture of me, and not Lillian. This isn't a great one, but it makes me sort of snicker, and I wanted to share.
Mop them up.
Hmm. That would require buying a mop, wouldn't it? I ended up wiping them up with a paper towel, which worked OK.
I got it. You're kinda fishbowled in it, yeah?
Little bit, yeah. The trouble with taking pictures yourself after wine!
(Though not FB here: [link]
Oh, that one's good. Accentuates the feline quality of your eyes.