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phew

Finally out of the work week from hell, after running around ragged cleaning house and fastening things down so the inspector would like us and not close us down, making cute animals out of cardboard boxes for our children safari (everyone there calls me an artistic genious because I can make a cereal box, a cookie box, a nilla waffer tub and two wrapping paper rolls look like a zebra *Snort* although one of the women there said something I never even though of-- and that was that art either makes sense to you or it doesn't... and while I have known some people who reside in the grey area, I agree that the black and the white are definately out there) Anyway, home to pack, leave the poor rats alone for the next day or so, and come to my parents house to baby sit. Grandpa made us ravioli and meatball, and so for that he is my hero, and then me and my brothers and sister went for a hot tub. Bill went to work on our fathers day present for my dad. The kids and I then drove to arget... the T on the sign was out and they thought it was very funny, to by a personal favorite movie of my family: Newsies. It's been a long time since I watched that but instead I head down to the basement to help bill with my dads fathers day present-- which will be the best present ever. We are cleaning, sharpening, and reorganizing all his tools, and this is no small feat. I mean seriously, I wish I had taken before and after shots to show people, thats how dramatic the alteration is going to be. Worked for like three strait hours and my back is killing me. Tomorrow morning I drive my sister to work and go to Kidstock! orientation ::GLEE:: I'm so ready for my summer job to start and my current job to S-T-O-P. After that I may (sadly) blow off the kidstock party so I can work more on this basement situation. I just hope two days is enough to get it all done... I'm not all that worried through bill and I have already accomplished a lot... gratuitus elipse marks...
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Well it's back to work tomorrow, and I'm really, really sad. I've put in a lot of hours covering from one of the teachers who has been out due to an operation. I've really glowed in that position, showing off all my talents... but now I am loathed to have to give up the responsibility, to go back to just helping.
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On break at work, again.

Well I'm on break at work again, but because I've been having such a stressful week, I'm going to take my full 1/2 an hour g_d D__n it, instead of racing through lunch and then hurrying back to the class room to be with the kids. Ironic that I decide to do this on a day when we are SEVERLY understaffed... oh great, now I have guilt. SO, I'm going to rush through thi---------gah! I hate howmany popups I get on this computer, I'm not even surfing, just contently on lj and there it is GAH! ::gratuitus swearing::--- anyway, yes, rushing through this post to get back to work with the chilluns. So, let me tell you something funny: Bill and I are having some of the worst money problems we've ever encountered and I'm getting chewed out by my boss at the assisted living place for something I told a coworker in passing and she told my boss (bitch) It wasn't even anything that bad... just that I hate how my hours keep changing nomatter what I say and I keep getting shuffled around to various jobs there (cook, kitchen aid, rp, housekeeper) and I'm getting sick of it... or something to that effect, and now my boss is like "If you don't want to be here, don't come" and I want to be all like "It doesn't matter if I want to be there or not, all that matters is that when I'm here, and infront of the residents and their families I *Pretend* I want to be there, or maybe I should say "that's really none of your buisness, I told that to someone in confidance-- someone by the by who feels the need to tell me ever freaking sordid detail of her life and I really don't even want to hear it..." (You know, she's always complaining she doesn't have enough hours, maybe she's trying to get me fired or my hours cut back so she can have more time??? *CONSPIRACY*) but Instead I'm probably gonna be all like "Sorry, sorry it won't happen again" *EXCEPT* (This is the kicker, the punchline if you will) Bill tells me he doesn't mind if I quit. DOESN"T MIND???? I've been begging him to let me quit for almost two years now, and here he is, all our of the blue-- bill collectors breathing down our neck calling night and day-- NOW he tells me I can quit... Yeah right I think, and yet it is sooooo tempting to just give the boss a call and tell her "I don't need this many stressers in my life I quit." I like the way that looks... I like the way that sounds /me tests it out. I've never done that before-- I'm no quitter... but... tempting, easy, I Quit!!!

Maybe...

I QUIT I Quit I quit i quit iquit.

I'll have to read this over again later- when I'm not so busy- to see if anything I wrote makes any sense.
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Phew

I hope that this doesn't become a norm-- only able to update on lunch breaks at work... let me tell you. Today is a much better day than yesterday, Yesterday I was PROFOUNDLY LET DOWN in ways I had never expected... perhaps more on that later. Today we reorganized the classroom into the most brilliant configuration E-V-E-R but it blew a fuse so we had to change it back. BLAH!
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been feeling lazy hazy daisy lately. Lost my bank card today (Argh) and couldn't buy the stuff for my halloween costume I saw at the nifty shop on Moody street (DBL arg) Went to bills grandmothers house to pick up some appliques, sequince, buggle beads and cloth for the preschool... leslie and mary will be so happy! Made a great pork roast w/home made apple sauce. Must stop this late night munching... Watching southpark with bill right now, for the umpteenth time--- -t i r e d t i r e d t i r e d