...5 more to go. IEPs that is. I have the 7th one in the works for scheduling (parent doesn't seem to want to email back to set a date/time) but that will be after the holidays. I have all but one complete. The one I had yesterday went well. I was done with my part in 15 minutes but the school psyche was there and had to talk about the re-eval. Funny side note here: The parents, after their daughter graduates plan on moving to Florida so they can open a gator farm. When they said that, the school psyche said, "I'm sorry. Did you just say 'gator farm'?" It was funny. Who knew that was a real thing? Who knew someone would actually have that "dream"? Not my dream. Gators sort of freak me out.
In other school/crazy student news, Blondie has gone over the deep end. You will recall that Blondie is my anxiety ridden, koo koo student that will ask me the same question 15 times. Every other phrase out of her mouth is "I'm confused" when really what she's looking for is someone to hold her hand, tell her all the answers to every question she has and solve all her problems. Frustrating. Apparently, over the weekend, she perseverated on how mean I am, how I pick on her and how I made fun of her "career choices". (BTW her career choices are: Wedding planner or massage therapist OR!!! Marketing - by which she means stocking shelves at Target...her words/explanation, not mine). Long story but I got called into the office yesterday because upon arriving to school, Blondie proceeded straight to the office to "tell" on me. The principal wanted the three of us to sit down together and hash this all out. After explaining the circumstances and stating that a conversation like that would just feed the crazy, my VP seemed to understand what was going on and I was able to go back and do my job. This chick needs mental help. UGH!
Okay well, that's about all I've got for now. Nothing major happening here in the homestead. Watched Walking Dead last night. That show gets me so rattled and apoplectic! I'm going to keel one of these days while watching because I get so verklempt...ugh! How am I going to wait until February to feel that way again (mid-season hiatus...and when did that become a thing...bullshit!)
K - I'm out...should head to work. My IEP today is with "Angel" (the mother). Son, my student: Good kid. Should be interesting as "Angel" tells me nearly every time I talk to her that son's dad was murdered and she got son taken away from her for a couple years in Florida for shop lifting. Oh, and she's going through Chemo apparently...she told me this on the phone the last time I talked to her...after she had just lit a cigarette...or maybe it was a doobie...you know, medical marijuana. (Huh, "doobie" came up spelled wrong...why isn't "doobie" in the dictionary!?)
K - now I'm out...later!
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