gray days...

i had planned to blog about the 'fountains at bellagio' and the amazement i feel each time i see the beautiful sprays of water perfectly choreographed to music...

or the fact that i had a child vomit inside my classroom within five minutes of walking in the door...

but alas i have the pre-winter blues tonight.

my evening started off well, being productive at accomplishing tasks after work. i made a few small purchases for work, picked up a few things at my old apartment, and took some clothes for much-needed dry cleaning and tailoring.

it started going downhill when i sat on hold with bank of america for over 45 minutes just to change my address. i finally gave in and hung up. i decided to start dinner only to realize that the hamburger i needed was still in the freezer. i made a few calls to people which ended when their voicemails picked up.

my grandma, in the hospital for the second time in a week wished not to speak to me because she needed to get her robe on. to hear my grandma through the receiver of the phone, telling my grandpa that she couldn't talk was the final thing to unleash the tears in my eyes.

i am sad tonight. the cold wind and gray skies are a fitting backdrop to this evening's mood.

i long to talk to someone, to muster a smile or half-laugh to provide a small relief for my lonely composure.

tirade tuesday 10/3

it's tuesday and i have quite a few things to bitch about! again, it lies with my job and the little things that people do to irritate the piss out of me! unfortunatly, my life is consumed with six-year olds and colleague annoyances for ten months out of the year. sorry to bore some...

it's lunch time. well, almost lunch time. i do my best to get us out the door about five minutes before the lunch period actually begins. not so we can be first in line and have a longer lunch time, but to prevent us from having to enhale our food in 7.24 minutes. you see, our class gets lunch in the 'outside line' along with the second graders. if the two second grade classes get to the lunchroom before us, we wait a long time and have little time to eat. it's a fact: it takes first graders a longer time to eat due to opening milk, opening ketchup, and figuring out exactly how to use the spork. so today, i see one of the second grade classes RUSHING down the hallway to get in front of us. she was FIVE minutes early! i was irked! how do i say something to her about this???

now it's my prep. i have a stack of things to copy. today, unlike most days, i need one of the papers for TODAY. (i like to make my copies a week in advance). so i take my stack down to the copier where i find one of the assistants hogging the copier. "do you have alot of copies?", i ask. "yep. lots. i'm copying the school newsletter for all the classes." fabulous. great. "how long do you think you'll be?" i ask, hoping for a small amount of time to get my copies made. "oh, at least 15 minutes more." excellent. sarcasm. "sorry!" he says to me. "yah," i reply. isn't there another time of the day you can do this? how about during your 30 minute lunch period? your 30 minute break? the 30 minutes you spend reading the paper? you have alot more free time than my forty quick minutes a day to get everything accomplished. UGH!

is it friday yet?