oi vey!
When attending the orientation for an awesome job you've just landed, don't schedule it on the day your uterus decides that "oh hai, i'ma keeeel you." While said time of the month is kind of unavoidable regardless, there are things called preparation (aka MEDS<3). As I sat there struggling to hold onto the words she said while wanting nothing more but to cripple over and cry out in pain, I believe I may of successfully convinced her I am indeed insane. Said realization is probably true on some levels. This wasn't no pansy introduction either, I'm talkin' four hours worth of info being jammed down my throat. Curious?
Topics included, but not limited to: Working with children (duh), special needs, weekly meal menus, food substitution/allergies, food preparation, eating records, healthy development, child abuse contracts, parent teacher relationships, behavior management, teaching philosophies, goals and mission statements, lesson plans, positive discipline, arrival and departure, daily schedules, fee collections, dress code, appearance and behavior, reviews, site tours, classroom layouts, playground guidelines, harassment reporting, benefits, time keeping, responsibilities, holidays, disease prevention, ill children policies, emergency procedures, first aid guidelines, field trip criteria, medication management, health records, cleaning/disinfecting/laundering, infection control, hand washing, food service and nutrition, disaster preparedness, pet policy, pesticide guidelines... AND SO MUCH FREAKIN' MORE.
Do you see the squishy, wet glob that just fell out and onto the floor next to me? Yeah, that was my brain. It was like my entire ECE105 class jammed into that small session. Kid I do not.
I am however better today. Granted I have about /nothing/ to do other than vege the heck out, work on my paper, watch a few movies I borrowed from Ryan last weekend and get the TB test read that I took a few days ago, alas I have no complaints.
Once the money front in my life straightens it's silly self out, things will be better than they have for me in a long time. As for now I'm disastrously broke.. but happy none the less. :)
I'm about to head off to indulge in Edward Scissorhands (it's occurred to me that when I watched it when I was seven'ish, I had NO idea wth was going on), wish me luck!
oh! I've been invited to a cakewalk (I kid you not, we're all bringing cakes :D) and Christmas tree decorating bash this Saturday evening and in two weeks, a Holiday Sweater party (tacky and gaudy Christmas clothing is required!) with the lovely Mrs. Autumn. When on earth did I start being social and liked again? Eh?
I have daring aspirations for today.. it is, as follows, manage to stay in my robe for /all/ of it. Me, being awesome, can do no less.
Topics included, but not limited to: Working with children (duh), special needs, weekly meal menus, food substitution/allergies, food preparation, eating records, healthy development, child abuse contracts, parent teacher relationships, behavior management, teaching philosophies, goals and mission statements, lesson plans, positive discipline, arrival and departure, daily schedules, fee collections, dress code, appearance and behavior, reviews, site tours, classroom layouts, playground guidelines, harassment reporting, benefits, time keeping, responsibilities, holidays, disease prevention, ill children policies, emergency procedures, first aid guidelines, field trip criteria, medication management, health records, cleaning/disinfecting/laundering, infection control, hand washing, food service and nutrition, disaster preparedness, pet policy, pesticide guidelines... AND SO MUCH FREAKIN' MORE.
Do you see the squishy, wet glob that just fell out and onto the floor next to me? Yeah, that was my brain. It was like my entire ECE105 class jammed into that small session. Kid I do not.
I am however better today. Granted I have about /nothing/ to do other than vege the heck out, work on my paper, watch a few movies I borrowed from Ryan last weekend and get the TB test read that I took a few days ago, alas I have no complaints.
Once the money front in my life straightens it's silly self out, things will be better than they have for me in a long time. As for now I'm disastrously broke.. but happy none the less. :)
I'm about to head off to indulge in Edward Scissorhands (it's occurred to me that when I watched it when I was seven'ish, I had NO idea wth was going on), wish me luck!
oh! I've been invited to a cakewalk (I kid you not, we're all bringing cakes :D) and Christmas tree decorating bash this Saturday evening and in two weeks, a Holiday Sweater party (tacky and gaudy Christmas clothing is required!) with the lovely Mrs. Autumn. When on earth did I start being social and liked again? Eh?
I have daring aspirations for today.. it is, as follows, manage to stay in my robe for /all/ of it. Me, being awesome, can do no less.