I guess this 'tis the season to be observed. I got it twice this week. Geesh. I worried and obsessed about it until today when starting first thing this morning the bottom fell out of the day. Murphy's law was in full force in my school: if it could go wrong, break, get out of control or screw you up, it did. We were just looking at each other and shaking our heads in bafflement. WHAT IS UP??

Another full moon?? By this afternoon I just said screw it and did my lesson, let them observe me and my beloved little ones in all our gore and glory. If someone else can do it better, bring them on. Crappy days bread crappy attitudes, please pardon mine. I need to remind myself that just like when you eat bad fish "this too shall pass". Potty humor, man I am in bad shape.
Sorry to vent vent vent and then vent some more. I'll try to bring happy thoughts to the board tomorrow. Summer so glad the DH has the opportunity to help you out. The same kind of thing is happening with my DH's new job. He can get the kids to school 1 or 2 days a week, takes a good 20 minutes off my morning. Being teachers you all know what we can accomplish with 20 minutes to plan and prepare!! Bliss.
Also, the friend situation is a load off your mind, for now. Being in a similar situation with my DD and her godmother I feel I should caution you to start now to prepare your DD for a time when this woman hurts her through her careless remarks. She may be too young to pick up on things now, but that won't remain the case. DD's godmother told her once when she was 5 "Don't grow up to be like your mama, one smart *** is enough". DD has never forgot that and it is a sore spot for her even now. She asks how can I remain friends with some one so thoughtless and cruel. The upside? Those long talks are wonderful opportunities for bonding and passing on your own values. I still treasure this woman's friendship, though she can be thoughtless and cruel, and AWOL for months on end, because at a time in my life when I felt I had NO ONE, I had her to lean on. The very deepest secrets I told her she kept and never judged, never advised, just listened and propped me up. That's what I needed and that's what she did. When I was afraid my DS was going to die in infancy from the condition he was born with, she listened and held me while I cried and prayed with me when no one else would. Everyone else, save for DH was all full of platitudes and putting on a good face. So I defend her, to an extent, to DD, but have to let DD form her own opinion. Oh and by the way, I see her becoming such a beautiful young woman, she takes my breath away.
Forgive the ramble, happy Friday to all and to all a good night.
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p.s. Robyn, are the paint fumes affecting your mental faculties yet, and if not, how will we know when they do?

JUST KIDDING GIRLFRIEND.

We feel your pain, hang in there.