I just haven't felt like talking to this blog. Work was anxiety filled. And the fact that my house has been on the market for ONE SOLID YEAR wasn't a subject I wanted to address. And so I just let the blog sit for a few days.
Things I know for sure:
When it comes to work I am becoming almost intolerant of untidiness. I can't stand it when I can't find something or when things are scattered around the room. And being in another woman's "kitchen" for 6 weeks was so stressful for me. I did tidy up a few things. But I didn't feel free to arrange the room's furniture properly. That environment would never pass an inspection. And that bothered me every single day.
I had an anxiety attack over the memory books when I realized the classroom teacher had NOT kept up with important memories. There were no birthday photos, no holiday photos, no anecdotal photos. Nothing. I didn't know what to do. I made a file for each student and began sorting through the few things she had gathered. And even those things were pitiful. I told myself repeatedly that I was only responsible for activities after spring break. But it was embarrassing to send home these pitiful scrapbooks. I wanted to apologize to each parent and I handed them the binders. Not a good day for me.
I was happy to leave on my last day. I will always be sure the whole program could be so much better.