So I’ve been private on a different social media platform for a bit. But I’m going back to public on Sunday. I needed to get through this (emotional) week…the last thing I wanted to deal with was some ass on the Internet setting up stupid fake social media accounts just to harass me. I mean,… Continue reading peace amongst the weirdos.
Today was the last day of school for kids. I have two more wrap up days. Today I tested incoming Kindergartners for language support services. Most of them are super excited about school; they’ve yet to be jaded by the system and the testing (ha, I’m joking…actually, long-time research shows most children decide by the… Continue reading onward.
Edit: I also want to give a lot of credit to my sister-in-law, who not only introduced me to the concept of roots of a tree, but also has coached me on casual vs. real friendships. She is typically right, and at the very least a lot savvier about investing heavily into people and bringing… Continue reading real roots.
Current situation 1: Six more days and I’m moving on to something else. I’m nervous and excited. Excited because HURRAH! Change is good. Nervous because it’s a change – I’m actually not that great with change, though I obviously don’t abhor it. It just takes me awhile to adjust is all. I think it’s that… Continue reading five situations.
1- I worked on my story last night. I added THREE paragraphs to it. Go me. Tonight is research and some thinking. Tomorrow I’m going out with my sweet ESOL team – it’s a Good-Bye Amy dinner. Friday I’m going out with my women friends. My life, right now, is focused on feminine energy. Which… Continue reading red-headed manipulators.
So I have another Twitter stalker. I’m pretty sure I know who it is, though I could be wrong and even if I’m not there’s no way to prove it. It’s a really sick man I interacted with a bit back in the fall until I was told exactly what he is, and what he’s… Continue reading tier swimming.
This weekend I addressed my life. I cleaned EVERYTHING–my car, my bathroom, my living room, my kitchen, I mopped all of my floors, I took a magic eraser sponge to all of the walls, I attacked the baseboards, AND I dusted. My muscles are in deep hate with me right now…I can’t get up off… Continue reading piles of life.