I'll just shut up now

So I get another call today from work. This time, things worked in my favor. If I work nights, I get to weasel out of my evening shift today and half of it tomorrow. Athough the vampire schedule is awkward, the night shift is also quiet enough to allow me time to get some of my paperwork done for school. I also got to stay for my grandma's birthday party today. She was surprised, and a good time was had by all. I left my 3 oldest swimming with their cousins and aunties, and I will return to pick them up tomorrow. So, after all my bitching and bitterness, things actually worked out fairly well for me. I think I'll go sit quietly in the corner and count my blessings. I do need to get about taking a nap if I'm going to work, tho. Nite!

What weekend?

The trouble with student teaching at 36 instead of 22 is that when I come home from school, rather than having an empty house to correct papers and work on lesson plans, I have a family to feed, children to not neglect, a husband who needs varying levels of attention depending on his pain these days, and sometimes a part-time job to go to. Where do I find the time?
Tomorrow I am missing my grandma's surprise 80th birthday party. I will make it for the family dinner. I made arrangements back in December for someone to cover my shift at work, We have a very informal system; no slips to fill out or requests. Unless we are working with vacation or something, we handle it ourselves. Unfortunately, the co-worker in question forgot and offered to work for someone else. I have called every other person on our payroll, and no-one can do it. This past semester I have had more conflicts on my scheduled weekend than I can ever remember. I have made all my plans for the upcoming summer according to my scheduled weekend. Last week, the gal incharge of the schedule for the time being called up and asked if I would switch weekends. Argh. I said no. I just made arrangements to take my kids to the family party tomorrow, and dump them off on my mom and sister so they don't have to miss the fun. Then I got a call from someone asking if I could pick up a night shift tonnight. The poor soul got an earful she probably didn't deserve. Nine more weeks and I can start job hunting.

Bleargh.

That about sums it up.

Ramble on

Busy round here. The school district gave us an oddly long president's day break. Thursday I succeeded at nothing beyond frustrating myself with the housework. Did a little bit of minvan shopping on Friday, while Kyle had his appointment with an orthopedist. After that, we left for the Cities and stayed with Kyle's auntie for the duration of the Scottish Ramble in Saint Paul. She joined us for Saturday, then we split the kids Sunday after church. It was a lovely time. The Folks from our clan and the Twin Cities Scottish community in general are a fun bunch. Came home Sunday night ands rolled straight into bed, then rose Monday to another day of household frustration. It seems like the more I do, the less it shows. I'm tired of being unable to walk accross my own floor without tripping.
The orthopedist told Kyle to start PT. Well, duh. The MD wrote a PT order as well, where the heck did that go? The therapist told him that his back injury so many years ago wasn't as serious as the fact that he's been walking for 38 years on one leg shorter than the other. It's knocked him way out of alignment. He's got lifts in his shoe and exercises. He rested much better last night, so its a start, anyway.
I am swamped with backlog correcting. I just got a batch of really fun papers from the 10th graders, though, so it's not so much like work. Better get at it.

Frustration

Well, I've lost this blasted thing twice in messy drive-by clicking accidents. Screw it. I'm busy. I'm tired. Here's the quick-n-dirty as opposed to the well-thought and witty: Student teaching is fun and challenging. We got a new bed. Its great. Kyle aggravated an old back injury moving out the old bed and had an ambulance ride to the hospital after keeling over from pain at 1:30 am. He's at home on serious drugs and had an MRI. No news yet. We're going to the Twin Cities all weekend for various charity events and Scottish Ramble. It should be fun. Now I'm going to bed. More later.

Back to blogger

Was not planning on this, but wound up here trying to leave comments for someone. We'll see how it goes.