Yesterday I had my first three classes of the semester. I learned 50-60 names. I was enthusiastic, empathetic, and energized. I was fifteen minutes late to my first class (as was my tutor) because I thought it started at 10:30, not 10:15 (like it says on the syllabus I wrote and the color coded schedule that I clutch like a security blanket. Doh!). There were computer issues. Classes are over full and have wait lists (seriously, some classrooms don’t have enough chairs for everyone). In between classes I was frantically fixing things and organizing things and doing all of the little stuff that seems to just fall apart at the merest opportunity. I was also dealing with the aforementioned crazy bitch, who apparently doesn’t understand that “no” actually means no.
Today I get to start over new with three more classes. It also looks like I’m going to have to got to a supervisor about crazy bitch. I’ve already talked to her supervisor in a CMA sort of way, but I think I’m going to have to start getting official. UGH! I also have all of the little things to fix, organize, handle etc.
I am going to be soooooooooooooo frickin’ drained after today. Then I have two more days of class this week. I will have to remember all 120-ish names I supposedly learned. Thankfully, hubby and I are going away this weekend, so I can hopefully shed it all and start over refreshed and energized again next week.