Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Transitional WNBP

Not sure how the last few days blew past me, but blow they did.  Suddenly, it is Wednesday which is odd because I have been thinking it was Wednesday since last Thursday.  Weird...but I blame the end of the school year.  The schedule is so wonky I can't even figure out where it began, much less ends.

Let's get started with the Wednesday Night Bullet Points and see where we are within this endless time loop.  Maybe I'll find a reference point of some kind.

*I am fairly certain that the last thing most people want to hear is whining from someone who is about to get a whole summer vacation.


*I'm not so much complaining as I am pointing out one or two things that make these last few days feel like years.


*Did I mention how crazy the schedule is?


*It is crazy times ten.  No one knows what day it is.  The 8th graders are done as of tomorrow.  The 7th graders will be done on Friday.


*Some of my kids finished up a bit earlier for a variety of reasons.


*Some good.  Some not so much...


*The social worker who usually comes on Fridays came today to say his farewells to the 8th graders.  That messed me all up.


*He'll be back on "real" Friday and I'll probably have to be hospitalized from the weirdness...


*The 8th graders will all be gone on their big end-of-the-year-cruise-around-some-lake tomorrow.


*I think that's what they are doing.  I don't really know anymore...


*I'm losing a lot of kids to the high school as of tomorrow, some of whom I've worked with for a while.


*Let's bid a fond bloggy farewell to:


*The Great Debater (3 year veteran)


*The Kid Who Needs A Nicotine Patch By Noon (3 year veteran)


*And, last but not  least, The Stalker (A stunning 5 year run with Dear Old Ms. Sheep)


*It's good to see them moving up in the world, but weird to think that they will be leaving me.


*I don't really have vacation next week.


*Five days of mandatory workshops.


*This would be hard to take except that my per diem rate = a boatload of money.


*And I can knit a sock while I'm pretending great interest in said workshops.


*Did anyone else see Deadliest Catch last night?


*It was the last few minutes that got me.  Hard.


*Captain Phil and Jake?


*Broke


*My


*Heart.


*Seriously.  There was a big, crackling crunch right there in my chest.  So sad...


*The Absurdly Gi-normous Kitty is sitting on my right foot.


*He would like me to start my vacation next week.


*He will have to wait.  Then he'll have me all to himself.


*What he doesn't know is that we are starting our vacation with a trip to the vet.


*I have warned them that this won't go well.  They do not seem to believe me.


*They suggested a house call if I am so concerned.


*Then we can all sit around watching TV while the AGK hides under the bed.


*And the vet stitches up my face.


*Don't tell him that we are going to the vet.  That is the sort of thing we should keep under all our respective hats, 'kay?


*I need to go find something to wear for the 8th grade Promotion Ceremony tomorrow night.

*Can't let the little darlings make the transition from middle to high school with a vision of Ms. Sheep in ratty jeans and flip flops, now can we?


OK.  That should just about cover it.  I'm in that weird state between Working Sheepie and Vacationing Sheepie.  It makes for some scattered thought processes.  I should probably go find some appropriate Promotion Ceremony Clothes and let you all go about your business.  Hopefully, I'll be able to get back aboard the blogging train more consistently once this pesky job thing gets taken care of.  In the meantime, just think of me standing in the middle of my packed up classroom helplessly trying to find the calendar so I can figure out what I am supposed to be doing for the next couple of unidentified days.

That image should tide you over during this time of transition.  Or at least amuse you until I can think of something more interesting with which to light up the interwebs...

SA

12 comments:

trek said...

Today was Neatnik's last day of school. Last half day to be precise.

She told me in the car that she was bored because I had not made a play date for this afternoon nor scheduled some sort of surprise for her.

It is too soon for boredom: I bribed her with new sneakers (desperately needed) and a visit to the allergist (Mommy needed shots).

Julia G said...

Cheers and best wishes to TGD, TKWNANPBN and the Stalker from the blogosphere -- you have given them a good foundation to step up to high school, especially in the Zombiegeddon Preparedness department.

Last night's Deadliest Catch was a heartbreaker, especially when the previews for next week showed Capt Phil being lifted off his beloved Cornelia Marie. And as sad as it was, and as mad as it made Phil, at least Jake's pill-fering made sense of his tendency to loll about when clearly he had the aptitude for fishing. In retrospect Phil's lecturing the boys about stepping up to learn the wheelhouse was perhaps an indirect plea for their help as he sensed his health failing.

On a cheerier note, I had caught the 250th episode of the Cash Cab game show earlier on Discovery, in which Capt. Andy and Josh Harris, then the three Hansen Brothers, competed in the Cash Cab to win money for charity. Heartwarming.

Mel said...

Just so long as AGK never needs to come see me.

Lynne said...

As I sit here, it's cold and gloomy and raining; there are three weeks left of this term before the two week winter vacation. Then there are another two full terms (ten weeks each with a two week spring vacation in Sept/Oct) before summer! Please don't tell our teachers that you are only a week away from freedom!! LOL

Beth said...

Get the 3x5 cards ready and let summer begin!

Kath said...

How much you wanna bet The Stalker starts his first few days of the next school year waiting for you to show up? :)

You are totally allowed to whine because I think someone with your job NEEDS a summer vacation to maintain sanity. If that job was year-round, well...let's just not even go there.

Heather R said...

Thank you! Thank you! Finally someone commented on this weeks Deadliest Catch. I swear, I'm getting PTSD from this show. And next week??? Thank goodness I have someone to watch it with. I'm planning on lots of tissues.

Hoping your last week is going well. Around here, we're playing Regents week roulette: It's anybodies guess who has to go in to school and when!

Donna Lee said...

Promotion ceremonies are bittersweet. I haven't noticed any mention of the cards for the summer activities, yet.

Julie said...

I wonder who will be assigned to your class next year to replace the three who are moving up. It's kind of like an end of season cliff hanger - who will Ms. Sheepie teach next year?

Will I be seeing your sheepie self at knit nights this summer?

mehitabel said...

Was at son's last night and they mentioned in front of their AGK that she was going to the v-e-t today and her ears perked right up! They will be playing trap-the-kitty with their second cat today--she doesn't come out from under the bed and I've never seen her!
Went to East Granby's graduation on Wed. night and managed to not cry or sob--well, not too loudly. Bittersweet!

mehitabel said...

Was at son's last night and they mentioned in front of their AGK that she was going to the v-e-t today and her ears perked right up! They will be playing trap-the-kitty with their second cat today--she doesn't come out from under the bed and I've never seen her!
Went to East Granby's graduation on Wed. night and managed to not cry or sob--well, not too loudly. Bittersweet!

Knitting Linguist said...

ha! I recognize that state. After Monday, I think I'll be vacating, and that will be a relief...