I've entered the 3rd week of my summer break. Yesterday I went to my first meeting at my new school. After that meeting, I am determined to enjoy my break even more cause it sounds like I'm going to be WORKING my tushie off. However, it seems like I'll be more of a coordinator/organizer, rather than putting in a bunch of direct services. So, I've decided to come up with a few goals:
1. Improve the swimming skills
2. Get a tan
3. Finish the books currently reading
4. Watch as much tv as possible.
5. Do a little exercising

Today was a good example of how days are slipping by. Woke up around 8, watched some Golden Girls, watched some FIFA, fell asleep again & woke up again around 12. After some lunch & another hour of watching tv, I went home (i was at Neil's doing all this) & watched some of the recorded shows on my dvr. I got #4 down pretty good I think. tomorrow is another day.

I'm such a cry baby! Movies, documentaries, reality tv, even commercials have a way of making me tear up. Yeah, it's pretty sad. A favorite of mine is the commercial with the two couples, one old & one young walking through the park. The old couple is having a nice stroll, holding each others hand while the young couple are separate, walking with a purpose. Having passed the old couple, the girl looks back at the nice old couple & then she & her husband/fiance (it was a diamond commercial afterall) start holding hands. Aww... I'm getting misty just thinking about it.

Yuck. I've been sick. Not just *cough, cough* *sniff, sniff* sick, but running to the bathroom every hour. I've never been sick like this before. Of course everyone knows of my bathroom issues because of my lactose intolerance problem. However, this sickness kicked my ass (literally & figuratively). I pooped until there was nothing left but water.

So I slept. I also watched tv. My body is restless & is sore. I am weak because I've been getting by on 2 soup "meals," powerade & water. I'm hungry because food on tv looks delicious but I have no desire to eat.

I went to Walmart today to pick up some pictures & grab some more gaterade & it was a chore. I love Walmart but unfortunately, I couldn't really enjoy the little excursion. It has also been hot. SOOOO hot. Napping is interrupted by waking in a puddle of sweat.

To make it even worse, Neil is gone until next weekend & is not here to take care of me. :) I'm getting pretty tired again...I think I'll watch a movie or something. The picture posted is one that melissa & I took when we were in Budapest. Notice how there's a shelf where the poop lands. This is where one can inspect their poop to make sure it's "healthy." It also looks like it saves water.

Tomorrow is the last day of school. YAY!!!! yay!!! Okay, it's going to be a bittersweet goodbye. It was only 10 months ago that I began my temporary position as a counselor at PCHS. there were times when I questioned by career choice. There were times that I was so angry...at parents, at students, at teachers, at myself, at the entire school system. There were afternoons that I would have lost my head if it were possible. It was no joke when they told us in grad school that we needed FLEXIBILITY. If I were any more flexible, I would quit my job & become an exotic dancer (who probably makes much more than I). Well, that's out of the question but that's what I've become. Gumby, the flexible counselor. Bending backwards to ensure the success of my students with the occasional bending forwards to take it from behind by the parent who always had to get their way.

I've stayed behind to work long after others have left while also (mentally) checking out when having to hear the same "poor me's" story. Yes, I've done it. I've tried (with no success) to meet all my students. I have however, memorized names. I have met ALL my core students just in time for the end of the year. I will probably miss them the most. Those are my freshmen. They are funny, bright, passionate, innovative. They have brought smiles to my face while at the same time have driven me insane.

I have been late to meetings. I have missed meetings. I have been guilty of not scheduling meetings. I hate meetings. I don't know if I've ever sat in a meeting where decisions were made without needing another meeting. Meetings suck.

I've hated my job. I've dreaded my job. I've tolerated my job. Hey, I kinda like my job. I've even loved my job. It's been a great year. I


hope to have some pictures to post with this blog a litle later.