Friday Confessions

Where did the week go? The sun came out and I hauled dirt into the garden and wandered to work and everything was so idyllic.

And then there was Wednesday. In retrospect, I think the lunar eclipse got to me as well. i actually snapped at a kid. Me. I rule my room with humour and cajoling and a knowledge based on when a kid needs a little push, a little hint, or a little compassion. But for the first time in about two years, I was actually pushed to the point where I had to threaten to make a kid go into the Mothers’ Room and explain his behaviour! I am ashamed of myself. Lunar vagarities shouldn’t make me that weak.

Also, in a blatant act of literary subversion, I gave the first book in the Artemis Fowl series to an eleven-year-old and a thirty-nine-year old. I can’t tell which one is enjoying it more.

Anyone else go psycho this week?

8 Comments to “Friday Confessions”

  1. By rachel, February 22, 2008 @ 4:56 pm

    Scott is out of town, which means I eat too many sweets, don’t get enough sleep or exercise, scratch my evil eczema ankle with reckless abandon, and get no work done. I hate that so much. I should not require that he be home just to be a functioning human being, and yet somehow I do.

  2. By Beth, February 22, 2008 @ 11:06 pm

    I had Monday off and cleaned my apartment with much elbow grease. I had meetings after work for the next three nights : board of directors on Tuesday, staff meeting Wednesday and Federation meeting Thursday. Tonight I couldn’t stand my classroom any more and stayed 3 hours after school to dig through the debris to my desk, and various work surfaces throughout. Any attempt at physical exercise went out the window.
    I have to learn to say “no” instead of – “I’ll take on that job.”

  3. By Liz, February 22, 2008 @ 11:42 pm

    Rachel, your routine is disrupted. That always makes things difficult.

    Beth, when you have to clean, you have to clean. But having to go to meetings that much is simply wrong. However, that might be just me. Meetings make me twitch.

  4. By Stephanie, February 23, 2008 @ 9:08 am

    My confession is that I’ve been too involved in real life this week and not as involved on the internet, and I feel a weird sense of loss about it.

  5. By Liz, February 23, 2008 @ 11:37 am

    Stephanie, I know that feeling. It’s a little eerie.

  6. By Arwen, February 23, 2008 @ 2:18 pm

    My confession is that, for a minute, I thought: ah, well, heart disease. If I die, I won’t HAVE to do anything.

  7. By cheesefairy, February 23, 2008 @ 2:33 pm

    If the sun had not come out this week I think I might have fared a lot worse. But as it stands, I just thought a lot of nasty thoughts and then presto, when that moon went back to normal, so did I.

    (as normal as I get.)

    except for yesterday when after a very long week of me doing 10 peoples’ jobs, the big boss expressed displeasure with the way things have been going and I was so angry I contemplated calling her up and telling her, in detail, exactly what I think of her. But I think I’ve decided to write it all in an anti-reference letter and save it until I’m sure I no longer want to work for the company with which she is affiliated.

  8. By Liz, February 24, 2008 @ 12:58 pm

    Arwen, please call me to do your housework if you feel that strongly about it!

    Cheesefairy, I bet that’s a hell of a letter!

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