Overdue video rental a bright spot!

My head hurts and my eyes are raw from leaking stress. I knew the last PA days at school would be the hardest of the year, but I had counted on being finished and saying "goodbye" for the summer by today. I woke up this morning thinking this evening I could start mentally unwinding.

How could such a foolish thought have entered my head?

Moving an artroom, doing inventory, writing curriculum and placing enxt year's orders were all I had to do over the past 3 days. Day 1 was half blown by hanging around for meetings and being unclear on who was doing what. Day 2 was punctuated by a farewell barbecue that was essentially grab-a-burger and try not to let it drip in the itty-bitty LCBO boxes that had JUST arrived. Of course the majority of the teachers were out in the sun drinking beer with their burgers. Day 3, today, was supposed to be a simple "move the last bits of junk" and write up September's supply requirements.

The person who's room I'm moving to always gets her own way. She hadn't moved out yet. And she's not coming back over the summer to finish up either. She was upset with me yesterday because I wasn't warm and friendly with her in front of the new teacher. Her new room - my old one - will be "done" first after she insisted it get painted, triple disinfected, and thousands of dollars of renovations done.

Meanwhile, I've got my stuff all packed and in the hall, no storage space to move INTO, no decisions made about a solid area of potential storage, and five people telling me how to set up the new room with non-existent furniture. Oh, and the plumbers have to re-do the drains for paint and goo. But I'm still supposed to do SOMETHING. So I start unpacking at 2:00 this afternoon. Tomorrow's a holiday, and the supply list still isn't done.

When the after-school club coordinator changed one of my clubs to a Friday afternoon, I went off like a rocketship.

Then I started to cry. My boss is stressed, and she tried to solve sy questions by not answering them and coming up with something else.

Everybody was being nice to me. I felt so stupid that I started crying again. People offered help and sympathy. It's 3:30 pm and I only got paid until 2:00. I have to go in Monday and Tuesday and then later in the summer. Move out. Move in. That would have been nice.

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Came home. J-kid a phenomenal help and tower of strength the last few days, all for the price of a PSP game. White wine. Dangled in pool. And when they called about an overdue video, it was just one more errand.....and they said "Forget it. Happy Canada Day.