So, Wednesday afternoon, my mom calls me up and starts launching off on me about how I shouldn't be selling myself short and that I can do so much more than substitute teach, blah, blah, blah. Finally, I had hit my breaking point, and I let it all out, telling her that she shouldn't be worrying about me, we wouldn't have made the decision for me to leave my job if we hadn't know what we'd be in for, that I have been looking for a job, my plan wasn't to substitute teach for the rest of my life... so on and so forth. I finally just told her that she and my dad need to stop calling me up and making me feel like crap because I got myself out of a bad situation, in which I was calling in to work sick more often than I had sick days, that I was dreading getting up and going to work, and that since I had left my job, I had actively been looking for a new one, but that I wanted to find something I would be happy with, because I didn't want a bunch of jobs that I stayed at for 6 months to a year on my résumé, since that makes me look unreliable. Finally she just said that they would stop worrying about me. I doubt that's the case, but at least I haven't heard from them since that day. I was thinking about calling my mom this morning, but part of me doesn't really want to do that. I am tired of them thinking that I made a bad choice and that all this horrible stuff will happen because of it. I don't believe I did make a bad choice, because (surprise, surprise) I haven't been sick since I left my job. I like being able to sleep at night not worrying about my caseload. I've got some ideas of what I want to do, it's just a matter of being able to implement them.
Thursday I subbed in an elementary school. I had a pretty good time, but I was subbing for a special ed teacher that usually pulls the kids out of the classroom, so I really just went into the room and sat with them. It made for a kind of boring day. Then, the classroom teacher of the room I was supposed to be in for the last two hours of the day told me that she didn't need me there, so I sat in the Sp. Ed. office and read a book for two hours. I couldn't do anything on the computer, because one of the other Sp. Ed. teachers yelled at me for being on it.
Yesterday, John had a teacher workshop day, so I didn't have to go in again. I went grocery shopping and got my hair trimmed. I always feel better after I do that, so I'm definitely more pumped up again. Tomorrow I'll pick up the Sunday paper to look for some jobs again. I'm not sure what John and I are going to do today, but we've got to find something. Last weekend, we did nothing, and I was SOOOO bored. John played FFIX most of the day Saturday, but that just isn't something I can do - I can't sit in front of a video game for 5 hours at a time. Hopefully today we'll find something to do.
Anyway - breakfast time...
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