All Grown Up
Lest you think that teachers are people made cranky by dealing with ungrateful, slothful students…. I give you 2 examples of teachers with their senses of humor fully intact – along with their look-alike chia pets:
Whaddya think? The chia pets have a little more hair than these two guys, it’s true….
I do not want to be the responsible adult. I just don’t. And yet…. I am called upon to assume responsibilities in all phases of my life that qualify me for that title.
I don’t want to write curriculum – I want to author romance stories built on my own life experiences. Of course, to do that I would have to do some extensive research. What the heck – I’m willing to put in the time and effort for that!
I don’t want to head up the School Improvement Team – I want to sit back and have a perfect school atmosphere (complete with administrative support and adequate funding) handed to me. I just want to sit back and enjoy working with my students.
I don’t want to spend time budgeting and deciding which debtor gets the short end of my bank account every month. I want to spend without worry. On you, on me, on the world at large. Why isn’t there just a pool of funds that can be spread around like golden honey?
I don’t want to do the school website. I want some other fool to do it and then let me criticize what they did wrong. (Hey – I never said I was nice ALL the time!)
I don’t want my children to grow up and leave home, get husbands, wives and children, while I smile and wave and support their every decision. I want to pout and cry and kick and scream…and keep ME at the center of their world.
I do not want to prepare ay more spaghetti dinners for 1000 people. I want 1000 people to wait on me hand and foot.
And yet – tomorrow I will get up, take care of Bear, the grandpuppy, Cassidy and Kya, the darling dogs, Chickie, grandbaby-to-be and Chickie’s man. I will try to get a jump on the curriculum writing. I will do laundry, clean house and get ready for the family get-together (at my house) for Father’s Day. I will listen sympathetically to my sister’s worries about her alcoholic son #2 who is currently in rehab, and her alcoholic son #1 – who should be there. I will start on my school improvement documentation. Oh gawd – the car needs an oil change – when will that get done?
This all sounds rather whiny, doesn’t it? Ugh. Just venting. I will do all this – and everything else I do, because that’s who I am. It’s what I do. But sometimes, just sometimes…when the moon hangs violet in the sky and the scent of jasmine lies heavy in the air…..I wish I was someone else.
Vent over. There, there, it’ll all be OK.
Oh – and Happy Father’s Day to all you Dads!
Maybe that’s who most of us are forced to be by life circumstances.
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1000 people waiting on me hand and foot would probably make me agoraphobic, to tell the truth. But I still know what you mean. 😉 The duckie and kitty made me smile, though.
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hehe.. i dunno, do you trust that kitty? 😉
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Please don’t be anyone else; you are just right as yourself. (But yes, I understand the vent. There are times with all of us when we just want time out, and the world revolving around us for a while. But it doesn’t often happen!)
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I could so relate to this entry. You would think by now that we could snap our fingers & get what we want! Do Chickie & her man live with you?
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ps….. those teachers are kinda hot!
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Oh boy do I understand that feeling of wanting to be someone else. But hey, why would you want to leave those handsome dudes above? 😉 And I DO think it has something to do with the moon. Love that animation. 🙂
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Niiiiiiiiiiiice duckie… *chortles*Really, there should be a superhero costume — a dashing cape and a magic belt with a fanny pack stuffed to the gills — imprinted with a giant R for The Responsible One. How does that saying go? “If you want something done, go find a busy person.”Those are a couple of very cool dudes up top there.
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Oh, DO give Daddy Dearest a kiss for me!!!!!!! There’s something about regressing that just feels . . . GOOD!
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The bright side, you work in an attractive environment 😉 I hear you though, vent away, you have huge responsibilities and you do so well with em..
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sounds like you’ve got a case of the don’t wannas. I hope the rewards are worth the hassle.
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Thank you I needed that.
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^^That’s what kitties always do before the duckling entree. Sometimes it’s hell being the grownup. Who wouldn’t get that vent?!
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Well hey, it IS a bit MUCH, and wow those are Great fantasies, and if you weren’t so friggin good at doing those things that you can’t hep it… Good vent by the way, I found it quite satisfying! Thank you.
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Aaahh, so THAT’s what you do! LOL Hugz
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Venting on OD is good, itÂ’s almost a communal act, reading your vent save the rest of us, youÂ’ve said it for all everyone. And of course you still have the good vibes for your students. Also RYN. Yes Chatsworth is an amazing place, walking through you keep thinking wow. But on reflection I canÂ’t quit see it as a home, a place where you might bump into you partner; any day soon!!
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ryn: If it was Vicodin, I probably WOULD! 😀
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I don’t know how I missed this entry – probably changing bloody gauze pads or something. Anyway, I really resonate to what you’re saying here. I have found that it’s NECESSARY to keep SOME part of your life where a thousand people ARE waiting on you hand and foot, at least metaphorically. I don’t know what it would be for you, maybe wearing crotchless underwear under your Teacher Clothes, or ONLY drinking Perrier, or writing “Date With Self” in your calendar every Wednesday afternoon in indelible ink, and then going to the museum or the zoo or the pool. For me, anyway, it’s hard to bear the drudgery if there isn’t even a CHANCE that my life might suddenly change into the movie “True Lies.” Of course, the downside is that all this self-cherishing is: Your Responsibility!! 😀
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May the FSM bless all you do. With a grin…
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I do know how you feel, but still, I’m glad you’re you and I’ll bet that all those folks around you, although they may not always show it, are glad too.
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*grin* It gets to us all sometimes sunshine. 🙂 Don’t you sweat it, if you can’t vent over here then where would you be able to?? 😀 Anyway you’ve made it so far so a couple of minor hurdles such as those will surely be overcome lickety split. Good luck with em sunshine!
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Poke. Pokepoke. Pokepokepoke. With a smile…
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Oh yes, that pot of golden honey money. I’m looking for that too. I get so frustrated, although I don’t care that my daughter wears second hand clothes and that my clothes are all years out of date, I WANT TO BUY SOMETHING. Anything. Something nice. Something for me. And then not feel guilty or frantically check the checking account to see we can cover it. **HUGS**
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Oh, I’m so happy you’re you and not somebody else….giggles. Hey, if ya can’t vent here where the hell can we? {{{{{{{{{{Too}}}}}}}}
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