Today was a lemon-fresh downward spiral. All grade-level teachers trained for the writing assessment all day (and we still have more to go). It's fairly interesting-- lots of articles. Enough articles that there was conflicting data, which makes me happy. I'm the only person who noticed the conflict. I don't know if that shows that I'm the only one who read the articles or that I'm a natural contrarian. Either way, I was ready to gouge my eyes with a toothpick by the end of the session. I'd go into more detail but that would be whining.
What was this lemon fresh that you mentioned? Well, after getting some more craptastic news from the State in my box, I left school. I cried myself all the way home just like the olden days of August and September. I prayed some laments. I asked God for "just one thing to go right" or something like that. ( I pray it with some frequency, which is a different entry.) But after the annoying day topped with bad news, I got a call during dinner from a number I didn't recognize. They left a message, so I asked my companion if it were alright to check it. Turns out that it was lady I dogsit for, and she needs a dog sitter from Dec 26-Jan 4th. I'm very excited: the dogs are cute, the house is nice, the pay is good. It'll be like a paid getaway... with dogs. That's lemon fresh.
P.S. A friend hooked me up with the latest Tracy Chapman CD, which was today's soundtrack. It's witty and mellow.
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