Wednesday, May 10, 2023

Like Mother Like Daughter

I woke up this morning to this text from Maggie: At urgent care. Eva broke her arm in 2 places, her ulna and radius. I mean, what!? What's with these klutzy Egbert girls?! I talked to Maggie just now and she said it's her left arm and it's a clean break which is good. After Maggie's experience with her ankle, Eva was stressed and a bit weepy about what she might have to go through (surgery etc.). Hopefully that won't happen but they won't know for sure until they get to an orthopedic doc. As of now, Eva plans on going to school...we'll see. Maggie said she slept well and they're trying to keep ahead of any swelling/pain. Jaysus! 

I mean, I've got nothing that can compete with that. I did have zombie dreams last night. It was nuts but one good thing was I figured out that the zombies would follow single word commands. I figured this out while I was on a bridge and I said, "JUMP!" And the zombies starting jumping. In my dream I was also very concerned about getting home to my boys. It all started when I was in downtown Cincinnati so figuring out how I was going to get there was a pickle. I finally figured out that I could grab one of the scooters they have available. It was crazy.

I mentioned earlier in the week that it's teacher appreciation week, right? Well, yesterday, the administrators came over from central office and disrupted everything at the high school. They brought us a bunch of stupid shit (skittles, granola bars, sodas etc.) and I guess I should say, it's the thought that counts but they are so tone deaf to what the teachers need and want from them. The greatest part of the whole "appreciation" was the little "mental health" bag they gave all the teachers. It was filled with dumb shit like a lavender scent sack, a pencil with some stupid shit written on it; a stone with "hope" or "dream" or some such shit; a mental health activity book (really?) and best of all, a card that had the suicide hotline number written on it. It was like, "Hey, here...we appreciate you! Don't kill yourself!" 

First of all, I'd like to know how much district money was spent on this shit! Second, I can't wait to hear that in contract negotiations they're going to give us a 0% or 1% pay increase. This is the shit that pisses me off! ARG! I need summer to get here ASAP!

Okay - well, I'm running behind now and I need to get a move on but Jim keeps asking me stupid shit (who was the second president? Who was the 4th? 5th?). It's going to be a beautiful day so maybe I'll take a bike ride tonight! Oh, dinner will be some sort of pork chop dish with mashers and succotash. Happy Wednesday! Later!

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