Hiiii. Well, here I am, back in the (school) saddle, mere seconds away from complete meltdown at all moments of every workday! It’s some good times. Almost as good as taking “advanced” technology classes over the summer where my instructor told us we’d “delge deep into the course material”, but that we’d have to “really read into the syntext to understand its meaning”. Basically I spend my days yelling NO NO NO inside my head and smiling and nodding on the outside. You can tell I’m really into it.
Sadly, it feels especially difficult coming off of such a lovely summer vacation. Like I’m paying the ultimate price for having such an amazing wedding day and spending the rest of the summer plowing through a pile of books and day drinking on patios. Looking back at posts from years past it seems I’ve expressed similar sentiments pretty much every September for the past ten years, but this year feels different somehow. More hopeless. Less enthusiastic. I’m still having the same conversations with teachers over and over and overandoverandoverandover ad infinitum.
No, your projector isn’t broken, you just didn’t turn it on.
No, your laptop isn’t defective, you just don’t know your password.
No, I won’t just buy you a new VCR.
If it weren’t for the kids being so adorable, well… I won’t make idle threats, like I would already have quit. They pay me good money to plug shit in and turn it on. It’s just grating to think about how much more I could be doing if the teachers were willing to put in just a smidge of effort when it comes to dealing with their technology.
But then I can look at pictures from the past few months and put things in perspective. Really, I’m a lucky, lucky girl.
The best bachelorette party with the best ladies (NOLA represent!)
The best shower a Mumsy could throw (cookies for days!)
The best husband (no, seriously!)