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I'm so tired of work right now. I would just like everything to be easy. To not have to spend hours coming up with lesson plans. Or hours reworking others' lesson plans. Although, no one said teaching was going to be easy. On the contrary, they told me how difficult it was going to be.
Had a meeting with the boss lady today. Although she's sooo supportive and helpful and I know she means the best, I just feel like they have some unrealistic expectations for me. They commiserate, and tell me that they know it's hard, but then they expect me to be perfect. why cant I just make some mistakes?? I feel like Peter in Office Space, because everytime I do something wrong I feel like I have to talk about it with EVERYONE and then everyone goes "Are you okay? You seem to be struggling. Let me come in and observe you ten more times." Frustration.
Let's talk about happy things. I bit the bullet and ordered a new civil war corset. Although it would most likely be cheaper for me to make it, I would probably mess it up pretty bad (knowing me and my impatient ways). It's nice to be in a place where I can invest some money into the reenacting stuff. #1 - corset made to fit me (the other one is falling apart in all sorts of ways). #2 - new cotton dress (which I already have the fabric for). #3 - ballgown (next summer). There are also a million other little projects I'd like to try (corded petticoat, quilted hood, etc) but seeing as my time is severely constrained those will probably be waiting till winter break, at least.
Oh, and I need to find a place of my own. Yeah.
Had a meeting with the boss lady today. Although she's sooo supportive and helpful and I know she means the best, I just feel like they have some unrealistic expectations for me. They commiserate, and tell me that they know it's hard, but then they expect me to be perfect. why cant I just make some mistakes?? I feel like Peter in Office Space, because everytime I do something wrong I feel like I have to talk about it with EVERYONE and then everyone goes "Are you okay? You seem to be struggling. Let me come in and observe you ten more times." Frustration.
Let's talk about happy things. I bit the bullet and ordered a new civil war corset. Although it would most likely be cheaper for me to make it, I would probably mess it up pretty bad (knowing me and my impatient ways). It's nice to be in a place where I can invest some money into the reenacting stuff. #1 - corset made to fit me (the other one is falling apart in all sorts of ways). #2 - new cotton dress (which I already have the fabric for). #3 - ballgown (next summer). There are also a million other little projects I'd like to try (corded petticoat, quilted hood, etc) but seeing as my time is severely constrained those will probably be waiting till winter break, at least.
Oh, and I need to find a place of my own. Yeah.