It's Sunday morning here and it is quiet. It has been a stressful week and I am glad the old one is over and the new one is starting. If you remember the old Hee Haw song of "Gloom, despair, and agony on me....Deep dark depression, excessive misery. If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all...
Bob has been home and working locally. He did take a day off on Thursday because of the weather. The weather sucks. It is so bad that we aren't trying for warm weather anymore. We are simply trying to sunshine and an end to various forms of precipitation.
Wait the phone. It was Bob. He is trying to drive through snow to the airport to catch an overseas flight to Amsterdam, Holland in a truck that isn't shifting and has the check engine light coming on sporadically. It also had trouble starting this week. This morning he burned his breakfast, and had to come home already once because he forgot his phone.
The Amsterdam, Holland part is cool if he ever gets there. I really wanted to go too, because the Anne Frank House where they hid during WWII is there. I teach a play about the diary and it would have been neat to go there. Bob has promised to make a visit if he has time.
I started off the week with two students very publicly and uncharacteristically refusing to do something minor that I asked them to do. One parent supported my response and the other did not. I am being kind because the one that did not support me caused a much worse situation than that. I have to decide if my punishment for the student is worth the grief the student himself will have to deal with when it comes to dealing with his own parent. On that topic, I learned a long time ago to do what I think is best because no matter how much good you do as a teacher, sometimes you just have to go with the flow.
I had two days off at the end of the week which normally would be nice, but I've babysat for four days straight. However, I do love the babies. To top all of this off, one of my male co-workers (who was a former student of mine) was arrested for felony counts of inappropriate behavior involving minor boys. I got to see a lot of the local news crews in action on the road behind my house.
Our shower broke. The plumber repaired it, but not before we had to saw a HUGE hole in the dining room wall that was remodeled and painted this past summer. Now, I have to hire someone to repair the hole so I can paint it again.
I did get a few hours to meet with a writing critique group. That was productive.
Rachel has had some trouble at work and learned that sometimes people don't want you to answer questions they ask.
Drew hasn't been able to get any flying done because of the weather.
Ryan and Mike turned 17 on Thursday. We haven't spoken to them except once since the middle of December, as apparently they aren't taking our calls. Didn't have any problem taking the money we sent them for Christmas gifts. Or Valentine's. Hard to send birthday gifts when you can't ask what they would like. Pretty frustrating since we have also sent them a phone card to use.
The babies have colds and they are sharing with everyone.
The cat is alive and so is the fish. The hermit crab is dead.
On that note, I quit this depressive missive. As I said, I am looking forward to a fresh start. Now I am off to use my "new" shower. I really hope YOUR week was much better than ours.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
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