This is not going to be a happy post.
That is seriously what I want to say to a lot of the parents who I'm dealing with at the moment and the situation I've put myself in for the next couple of weekends. Right now is Parent Teacher Conferences. Something that I've always despised. I hated them when I was a student and now that I'm a teacher, I hate them even more. I've got better things to do than to sit from 1-7:30pm waiting for parents to come and chat with me. I don't want to see the parents who actually come, I need to see the parents who don't come and there is nothing you can do to get them to come. Yeah, I'm to that point. If you'd like to know more, just head over to my teacher blog. It gets a bit juicer over there.
But yeah, I think I've put too much on my plate for such a short period of time. I've got to work at the football games (which are a pain!). I have a film shoot this Saturday that I'm not at all prepared for and that I really don't feel like doing anymore (none of which is really my fault). Next weekend is Star Wars Reads day and I've got to try and get everything set for that day and very few things are coming together and it is driving me bonkers! That also means working with another group, which is normally okay, but recently it has been a complete and utter pain. I'm kind of happy that the change in command is going to happen soon and perhaps I can let someone else take care of things now and I can go back to just being myself.
That being said, I'm stuck here at the school not being able to get anything done for this weekend because I need to be home or shopping for things. And since I am at the end of the alphabet, I get to sit by the stairs and have to deal with those little pests who's parents don't care where they are or what they're doing, so they are--of course--playing on the stairs. Knocking the powercords out of the sockets, and knocking over the chains with the signs that actually say "Stay Off Stairs". Yet do they work with it. . . no. Frustrating. And then I get the parent who comes and yells at me for telling her kids to stay off the stairs because she doesn't want to deal with them and that is the only way she can is to have them run around away from her. Yeah, not happening.
Some situations I just don't want to handle right now. I feel like I'm about to break down. . . . .
