Bitch bitch bitch
Today was my last day of work until January 8th. Winter Break officially starts tomorrow, and I am tremendously grateful. I'm worn out, burnt out and exhausted. Bring on the sleep, baby. I'm ready for it.
While this has been one of the most insane month/week/holiday seasons I can remember (and I'd really just like it all to be OVER WITH already) I have to admit that I enjoyed the little moment I had this morning.
It was nearing the end of breakfast, which is the point when I grab a microphone and start releasing the kids to their classes, table by table. I used to be pretty self conscious about using the mic - most people are - since it involves talking (via two very large wall-mounted speakers) to a few hundred kids at a time and getting them to actually follow directions, which works better on some days than on others. Also, in the morning there are usually a small number of parents and teachers mingling about in the cafeteria, so I have to watch what I say. I haven't had any complaints yet (in fact, the principal has even complimented me on how good I've gotten at the whole thing) but still ... my natural tendency to be a smart ass is sometimes a hindrance in such situations.
So anyway, like every other morning (now that I'm used to it) I hit the 'on' switch and go through my "Three-two-one, voices OFF please, boys and girls" countdown. I was feeling pretty good, since it was the last day of school and there were parties and vacation and actual SLEEP in my near future, so when they actually got quiet (surprisingly quickly) I wished them all a "merry christmas."
When 200+ kids screamed "MERRY CHRISTMAS!" right back at me, I gotta admit - it made me grin. :-)
The staff Xmas party/Secret Santa thing this afternoon also went really well. We all got to catch up and eat way too much good (bad) food. The brownies - my contribution to the potluck table - went over incredibly well. Everyone raved about them and all three batches were long gone by the time I left (some people even took a few - or four - home with them). That makes me ridiculously happy, since I'm not generally known for my culinary skill. Brownies are the only thing I make that I feel reasonably comfortable subjecting other people to, so it's nice to know I've got that going for me, at least.
Urg. I am so terribly tired. And I think I'm getting sick. I feel like crap tonight. I need a hot shower. If I can stay conscious long enough, I'll give it a go.
At least all of my shopping is done.
Please god let this vacation go better than the last one.
While this has been one of the most insane month/week/holiday seasons I can remember (and I'd really just like it all to be OVER WITH already) I have to admit that I enjoyed the little moment I had this morning.
It was nearing the end of breakfast, which is the point when I grab a microphone and start releasing the kids to their classes, table by table. I used to be pretty self conscious about using the mic - most people are - since it involves talking (via two very large wall-mounted speakers) to a few hundred kids at a time and getting them to actually follow directions, which works better on some days than on others. Also, in the morning there are usually a small number of parents and teachers mingling about in the cafeteria, so I have to watch what I say. I haven't had any complaints yet (in fact, the principal has even complimented me on how good I've gotten at the whole thing) but still ... my natural tendency to be a smart ass is sometimes a hindrance in such situations.
So anyway, like every other morning (now that I'm used to it) I hit the 'on' switch and go through my "Three-two-one, voices OFF please, boys and girls" countdown. I was feeling pretty good, since it was the last day of school and there were parties and vacation and actual SLEEP in my near future, so when they actually got quiet (surprisingly quickly) I wished them all a "merry christmas."
When 200+ kids screamed "MERRY CHRISTMAS!" right back at me, I gotta admit - it made me grin. :-)
The staff Xmas party/Secret Santa thing this afternoon also went really well. We all got to catch up and eat way too much good (bad) food. The brownies - my contribution to the potluck table - went over incredibly well. Everyone raved about them and all three batches were long gone by the time I left (some people even took a few - or four - home with them). That makes me ridiculously happy, since I'm not generally known for my culinary skill. Brownies are the only thing I make that I feel reasonably comfortable subjecting other people to, so it's nice to know I've got that going for me, at least.
Urg. I am so terribly tired. And I think I'm getting sick. I feel like crap tonight. I need a hot shower. If I can stay conscious long enough, I'll give it a go.
At least all of my shopping is done.
Please god let this vacation go better than the last one.