it's not a matter of you versus me.........
So i felt like updating under a cut. so i did. i have tons to be doing, which i ought to be doing, especially as i came to the library in montrose specifically to do it, but ya' know, i want to update first, Lord willing it shan't be a bad thing, and the article will still get written, etc. Deadlines, sigh, thank God!!!!!!!!! i only have one due to morrow. Thank God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for all actually. (there, i'll say it once and will not pepper them throughout for once. :OD).
So schools have been frustrating me. big grrr for school. ready.... one..... two...... three...... grrrrr, grrrrr, grrrrr. (c'mon you'd do that if i said vivat, now go back, read that sentence, and grrrr out loud with me. ;OD)
so i want to apply to oxford manlius. i sent them my resume, they sent me their application. this is a step, no????????? yeah, except i'm supposed to return it asap. so i go up wednesday to get my letter of reference from the psychologist i sub for every other tuesday. not ready yet. then my brown leather portfolio with my important papers has gone missing, which has my only copy of my praxis scores. my wallet is also missing by the way, and has been for like two months. i'm pretty sure they're somewhere in the maelstrom known as my house. so i go to mountain view to try and get my file out, and just photocopy some of the documents they have from me. they can't find my file. like they pay me regularly. they just can't find my file. with any of my stuff in it. and the psychologist hasn't turned in my letter yet. argh.
so then i agree to work at fell charter today, which i've never been at, and which is like forty five minutes away. and i really agree to do it only to be nice. i mean c'mon. i'm driving like an hour and a half, for a morning of subbing, and i'm getting paid a whole half day, which is nice, when she's back by like eleven, but i could still, though i shouldn't say it, live without that 35 or so bucks. but i don't want to leave ms. c. high and dry. so when she can't find anyone else, i agree to go in. so i walk in, and the secretary hands me a like ten page bundle of things to fill out so i can work there. sigh. then she wants my license and social security card. (in, by the way, my wallet, which was lost.) then she wants my child abuse, criminal history clearance, and, get this, fingerprint fbi clearance. then they can pay me. okay, so my criminal history and childabuse clearances are not current. because i've been at my other school's long enough that they don't care lol. my expired ones are okay. well i may have a current one or something at elk lake. but i've never had to get the fingerprinting, because the law requires that you so it for new staff, not existing staff. oh, and they want a physical too, or at least a tb test. now i know i should have done this to intern at cys anyway, and just let it slide. and i know it's good to get done anyway. but illogical mindy wants to growl, and point out the fact she will now be spending like 70 dollars (if she can't get copies of the clearances form elk lake and find her most recent tb test results) to get paid 35 dollars for the couple of hours she didn't want to work at the school she doesn't really plan on subbing for much in the future (unless things change). add to that that some of the kids were kind of brats. lol. sigh.
then mom and i spend an hour and a half or so flighting/yelling/etc. over where my meeting minutes are. thank God! we found them in time, but we woke mickey up i guess several times i think.
so that brings me here. well throw in a good lunch and some other good stuff. it hasn't been all annoying, and i have been sitting here for a bit typing to you all and checking e-mail, etc. okay i really ought to focus now on the article, but feel free to interrupt me. i implore you. ;OD.