skool
No luck on finding a way to update my journal from work, and the cell phone is just too difficult. I could become a paying member and e-mail updates, but I don’t think I have a large enough audience to warrant that (Hi Mom & Dad!!). I guess my next step is to change my web service provider to one that supports a friendly blog that I can set up. Then I can be like all the cool nerds.
My job is so cool. I love it. School sucks. I hate it. Actually I like school, but I hate myself when I am in it. I feel the same way I did when I was in elementary, Jr. high and high school. I see the work I have to do, I want to do it, it’s easy and I understand it totally, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Then I get behind and have to rush to catch up, the whole while being physically sick and completely depressed due to the stress of it all. It’s like I purposefully dig a hole and jump in, but I can’t help myself somehow. It’s that way with most things in my life and now at the age of 35 I have finally decided to see what the hell is wrong with me. I am finally going to see a doctor like I wanted to when I was in jr. high and high school.
My wife is finally over her vertigo. Yay! After three weeks of being dizzy she is “mostly” better and back at work. Her boss was getting a little bothered and impatient about her being out so long, but really… what are ya gonna do? One simply cannot work while the room is spinning. So lets talk about bad timing. Now that vertigo is gone her endometriosis is back with a vengeance and she needs a hysterectomy before the summer is over, with a two-month recovery period. Her boss should be just thrilled about that. We are trying to figure the best time to schedule it to hit the slow month at work, plus letting the steam release from her bosses head about her being out for three weeks before breaking the news to him. I can only hope he understands and takes it well.
I have gotten permission from my boss at work to take an hour or two off one or two days each week to go ten minutes down the road and spend time in my daughter’s second grade class. She is having the same difficulty I am. She gets 100’s on her tests (if she feels like finishing them) and refuses to do her class work, refuses to stay in her seat, brings toys to school to entertain herself, and social “hour” for her is from 8am to 5:15pm. I have seen “some” improvement from me being practically immersed in her studies at home and talking to her about self-discipline (I’m a hypocrite eh? Yeah tell me about it). I am hoping that if I can get her to learn these things young and be so involved with her and her studies that maybe a habit of self-discipline will form that I never got.
Her handwriting is where I am seeing a lot of improvement so far. She normally scribbles her assignments, as I so clearly remember doing myself. I even drew pictographs instead of writing what I had to do, but I could never decipher them later. Now she is writing her assignments and morning work neatly and there is no one standing over her shoulder making her do it. So that’s a plus.
My job is so cool. I love it. School sucks. I hate it. Actually I like school, but I hate myself when I am in it. I feel the same way I did when I was in elementary, Jr. high and high school. I see the work I have to do, I want to do it, it’s easy and I understand it totally, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Then I get behind and have to rush to catch up, the whole while being physically sick and completely depressed due to the stress of it all. It’s like I purposefully dig a hole and jump in, but I can’t help myself somehow. It’s that way with most things in my life and now at the age of 35 I have finally decided to see what the hell is wrong with me. I am finally going to see a doctor like I wanted to when I was in jr. high and high school.
My wife is finally over her vertigo. Yay! After three weeks of being dizzy she is “mostly” better and back at work. Her boss was getting a little bothered and impatient about her being out so long, but really… what are ya gonna do? One simply cannot work while the room is spinning. So lets talk about bad timing. Now that vertigo is gone her endometriosis is back with a vengeance and she needs a hysterectomy before the summer is over, with a two-month recovery period. Her boss should be just thrilled about that. We are trying to figure the best time to schedule it to hit the slow month at work, plus letting the steam release from her bosses head about her being out for three weeks before breaking the news to him. I can only hope he understands and takes it well.
I have gotten permission from my boss at work to take an hour or two off one or two days each week to go ten minutes down the road and spend time in my daughter’s second grade class. She is having the same difficulty I am. She gets 100’s on her tests (if she feels like finishing them) and refuses to do her class work, refuses to stay in her seat, brings toys to school to entertain herself, and social “hour” for her is from 8am to 5:15pm. I have seen “some” improvement from me being practically immersed in her studies at home and talking to her about self-discipline (I’m a hypocrite eh? Yeah tell me about it). I am hoping that if I can get her to learn these things young and be so involved with her and her studies that maybe a habit of self-discipline will form that I never got.
Her handwriting is where I am seeing a lot of improvement so far. She normally scribbles her assignments, as I so clearly remember doing myself. I even drew pictographs instead of writing what I had to do, but I could never decipher them later. Now she is writing her assignments and morning work neatly and there is no one standing over her shoulder making her do it. So that’s a plus.