I just remembered...

...this hilarious picture that I posted last summer. Bestest Friend had sent it to me because I was suffering through teaching summer school in pretty much this same kind of weather. Actually, I was MORE miserable because the Hell-Hole doesn't have airconditioning!!

OK, I know...

...that by now, you're all probably sick of my complaining about our weather. I can hear you all the way over here. "Oh, ChiTown, shut the hell up already!! It's July!" And, I get that. However, if I lived in freakin' Miami, or the Bahamas, I wouldn't be complaining. (ok, yes, I would be cuz I HATE the heat) But, I live in CHICAGO. Yes, we're known for our hot, humid, oppressive summers. But, shit, it's been DAYS now of heat index readings in the triple freakin' digits. Enough, already!!

I went to lunch with my mom today, this is what her car said when we got to the restaurant at noon.
I purposely picked a parking spot under a tree, in the shade. But, at about 1:30 when we came out, it said this!!!Ugh! It's just ridiculous.

Since I'm in a bitching mood, let me tell you what an assbag our new mayor is. He's been screwing with teachers from the moment he was elected. He wants to completely revamp our entire education system, blah, blah, blah. I know I haven't been talking about it, but that's mostly cuz it pisses me off so much, I try not to think about it more than necessary. However, today's little announcement in the news was too good to not share. What a jerk!

Who's the ass here?

During the past 6 weeks, I've taken exactly 0 days off. Well, ok, we did get July 5th off for the holiday at the last minute, but whatever, that doesn't count. I didn't take it off, it wasn't a work day.

Each of the janitors at our building took a different week off. The engineer took a week off, and is taking Monday and Tuesday off, as well. The teachers who worked the other two programs at our school this summer had last week off because their programs were only 5 weeks long. The other two teachers I worked with this summer in my program had the week before last off because they went to CA for a 'conference.' Our assistant principal (who I love dearly, so I'm not really bitching here) took the past two weeks off. New Principal took last week off. (And, yes, I AM bitching here!) Even our office clerk took a few Fridays off, including the one that just passed (aka, the last day of summer school).

So, what I'm trying to say is....I'm the ONLY fucking moron who was at school every single day of summer vacation!!!!!

I knew I never should have broke the seal on this can of BITCH, because it's getting harder and harder to hold back. I have a feeling there are several more of these bitch-bits coming....
(get it? Tidbits, bitch-bits...I crack myself up!)

What WILL I do with myself?

Summer school officially ended at 11:45 this afternoon. I now have 2 1/2 glorious days of summer vacation to enjoy before going back to work. Woo hoo!! What ever will I do with all this free time?!

OK, I'm being slightly cranky about the whole thing (how shocking!) and truthfully, we don't officially go back to work until Wednesday, but I'm going to have to go in to school Monday and Tuesday to set up my classroom. Way back on June 16 I posted this. That was the day that I met with New Principal for my evaluation meeting. It's been about a month and half, and I'm still too pissed to properly post about it. However, I will share that part of what has me soooo pissed is that she told me in that meeting that I will be looping with my class to 1st grade. Um...yeah....you read that right. FUCKING FIRST GRADE!!!!!!!!!! I'm a KINDERGARTEN teacher, NOT a first grade teacher! Argh!! I have been crying about this for over 7 weeks now.

And, in addition to changing grades, she wants me to move to a new room, across the damn hall, which means I have to first clean out the other room, which is NO small task! Bestest Friend came to school with me last Friday to help me, and it was just unbelievable. Perhaps she'll give you her own version of the day in the comment section. Then, I have to pack up and move all my things across the hall. I have been in this room for nearly a decade. Most of you know what pack-rats teachers tend to be, so imagine what a daunting task this is going to be. I'm thinking that, hell, if I have to pack up all my stuff anyway, I might as well put it in my car and bring it home!

Ok, I literally feel my blood pressure rising, and a slew of 'fucks' coming to the surface, so I think it's best I go for now. On my drive home, I did toy with the idea of just saying "Fuck it!" and NOT go in to school until Wednesday. If my room gets done, it gets done. If not, oh well!!! I'm giving some serious thought to just enjoying the ONLY two days I will have had off for the summer. I'll keep you posted....

Email of the Day

It's been ridiculously hot, humid and MISERABLE here this week, so this was so apropos! Thanks, Bestest Friend!
This is EXACTLY how I feel when I walk out of school everyday. I don't know how much longer I can handle working in this building with NO AIR CONDITIONING! Even with all my windows open (from the top AND the bottom!) and two fans blasting on high, the thermometer never dipped below 90 in my room. Now, add about 15 kids who insist on hanging on me, hugging me, sitting on me, etc. Yeah, good times, good times...

I'm gonna need a nap...

With all the crap going on in my life, and the stress I've been under lately, I've been having LOTS of trouble sleeping. I finally fell asleep at about 11 last night, only to wake up at about 1:30. I haven't been able to fall back asleep, and it's now about 5:30. I just can not turn my brain off. So many things are swirling around in there, it's making me crazy. Literally. If I don't get some sleep soon, I'm going to lose it. Actually, I did lose it yesterday, and unleashed quite a tirade on my poor little Stud Muffin. Trust me, he had it coming, but maybe not quite at the level he got it. I'll be apologizing to him in an hour and a half, or so, when I wake him up. Ah...guess I'd better go clear a spot on the shelf for my Mother of the Year Award...