I'm not ready to count down yet but the dreaded "first day back" is just around the corner. I'm in hell. I dread this year. I've been thinking, for the last couple of years that I was going to have a horrible, I-want-to-quit year and I think this might be the one. I know that is so "glass-half-empty" thinking but with the arsses and bitches that I have to put up with at school, it's justified. And I don't mean the kids!!!So today, I'm tutoring an ex-student of mine. She called me Monday to ask if I could help to prepare her for a college placement test (specifically in math) that she's taking...wait for it...MONDAY!!! Um, can you say, "short notice" and "procrastination"? Anyway, I'm meeting her at 11 at a nearby bookstore and will then come home and maybe lay out. We'll see what time I finish with her.
Other than that, I'm just hanging out and ministering to my sweet Bubba. I'm getting ready here to wash his armpits and apply all drops and ointments to specific orifices. (I think he knows what I'm typing because he just lifted his head from a deep sleep and glared at me like he can't believe I'm thinking about torturing him again today.) He seems to be in high spirits today - and the itching and carpet face planting has subsided significantly. Thank you dog god!
Okay, I need to go prepare for the armpit bath. Later.
3 comments:
So that means PIB here you come. It will help you not think about your countdown.
I am feeling the same way. I hate feeling like that
I don't want to go back to school either. And, ummm, you are not allowed to ever leave your job unless I'm leaving too. You help keep what sanity I have left. So, win the lottery big time because I'm leaving when you leave. :-)
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