I don’t know if I can say anything nice right now. I didn’t want to continue to rant against the day, the job, the work. It was a tough day.
I’ve started this post several times. Too many to count.
I can’t say anything nice right now. Not about education. Not about how people have treated me.
So I won’t say anything at all.
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I’m sorry that it was so hard today. You’re an inspiring person and the fact that people don’t recognize how amazing you are is only a testament to their blatant ignorance and stupidity.
I am in the exact same boat. Of course, I never say anything about that kind of stuff on my blog, so nobody notices.
Oh honey, how I hear you. My best defense against these kinds of days and feelings is to plan something just for myself — whether I spend $5 on a cup of coffee or $100 on a massage or just watch a crap movie — so I feel like I can have some relief from everyone else around me. Sending you all good wishes.
All I can say is that I wish you lived close enough for me to have been able to bring you dinner and one of my kick-ass cocktails tonight. I’m at least good for that.
Go to bed. Sleep. Tomorrow is another day.
mwuah
lots of love to you
I’m sorry your day sucked the big one. Not exactly a well-worded sentiment, but I’m sure you’ll appreciate the thought anyway.
Here’s to being able to hold your tounge… not something I’ve quite mastered yet. Best wishes for a MUCH better day tomorrow.
I am sorry you had a bad day. Saw your stuff on Twitter. Life is full of stupid assholes.
I’m sorry that you’ve had a bad day. I hope you’ll have a better day tomorrow.
I’m so sorry. Cocktails are great therapy….
Sending you hugs! Do something fun for yourself over the weekend!
Shoot…
I am sorry.
You do not deserve that.
But, I have been there.
I guess we all have those days sometimes. Sending you peace and warm thoughts. Take care. : )
Well thank the lord I was not the only one who had a crapZOR week. What the hell?!?
The last two weeks of May are so hard. There are other professions that culminate in a specific event, I suppose–CPAs face April 15, actors face the end of a film or play, but the end of a school year is stressful on a number of levels. Every single person in a school building faces that end moment in different ways and for the adults, it often ends with a great deal of stress. People who normally support each other turn on each other, kids melt down randomly and it can get pretty ugly. Hopefully, this three day weekend will work it’s magic on your spirit and you will be ready to finish the race on Tuesday.
Go to the local shopping centre, drop $2 in one of those massage chairs, close your eyes and imagine Denzel giving you the neck rub.
Hey buddy. Hope you’re ok. Call me if you need anything.
I like to scream into pillows at times like this. Or break stuff.
Yeah.
I don’t manage anger well.
I hear you. I hear you loud. and. clear. I told a coworker (just last week!) that if this had been my first year teaching, there never would have been a second. I hope your days improve from here on. Really.
I can’t imagine what it’s like being an educator. I’m sure you have seen and heard so much that most cannot fathom. I have a friend who stopped being a teacher to become a police officer…! I know for a fact he loved the children, but I’m sure there were other factors that played a major role in his leaving…(parents who do not encourage their childrens education)…