When I taught in CT we ended at the end of June. At my current school the students are done June 5 and I'm done June 10. Can't. Wait.

Why am I in such a bad mood?

I don't know, dude. I'm having a Demon Day.

Mac is out of school this Thursday.

Yipes!

I always think, from a Franny-centric perspective, school should last one more month. By the last month or so she's finally gotten everything down and has created a pace and schedule that works for herself. And one extra month of instruction, especially if it focused on projects that helped her to contextualize everything she's learned during the year, would be terrific. But alas, that's not how school works.

It may just be my mood, but this SMBC comic made me LOL just now:

Ha! Yeah. sigh

I got some stuff done that needed doing this weekend, but even so... a three-day weekend, and I'm wondering where it went. I guess I should focus on the positive, that I made progress, but it just feels like I wasted most of the time, as it always does. Now I'm back at work, facing a full week, and feeling that same anxiety-making time-crunch. I've either got omg not enough time or plenty of time and I waste it.

Today is not the best day.

Oh and now boss found something I had failed to do that is resulting in fees. Grr. Off to beg vendor for credit. Hate hate hate. It's gonna only be a few hundred in savings, but apparently they are riding everyone's ass about every penny because the rain has pushed our work off so much.

My sister and I had a long conversation Sunday in which she reassured me several times that there's nothing at all wrong with me. It's not all that reassuring when it's clearly not true. She's only reassuring herself.

In our old office, there was another office on the same floor that had an asshole boss. I once heard asshole boss chewing out an employee for making a mistake that cost the company $10 or $20. Asshole boss told her he was going to take the money out of her paycheck.

I felt like asking him, "If she saves your company $1000, are you going to give her $1000?"

Is that even legal to deduct money from her paycheck for a mistake she made?

My goodness. Tim just texted me that he's coming home from work because he doesn't feel well. This man NEVER comes home from work because he's sick, and has taken maybe 3 sick days in the 10 years I've known him (not counting the time off for his hernia surgery).

Based on his general reticence to take a sick day, I'm assuming he's coming home because he has bubonic plague or something. I need to go find the plastic sheeting and duct tape.

(Which screws up the scheduling of AP exams, since students in places with August-May schedules get an extra month to prepare for the exams, and students in places with September-June schedules have less time to prepare, but then an extra month or month and a half at the end of the school year when the teachers need to figure out something for them to do that will keep them interested, since the students know that they won't be tested or graded on that material.)

Oh man, that was the best. Especially when I took AP English junior year -- most of the class was seniors, and they got out a couple of weeks early, too. We laid around outside reading Midsummer Night's Dream and called it a day!

Hugging is confusing.