I don't like...

Jeckyl and Hyde personalities.

That didn't last long...

Well, so much for not complaining. I am going to complain again.
WHY WHY WHY are some people, well maybe I should say women, so rude in their emails? I think people should send their emails to a place in cyberspace where they have to reread it in 24 hours and see if they still want to send out that email. I have gotten a couple lately that have made me want to scream and even want to rethink my career choice. That is about as detailed as I can get about that. I'd love to explain what made me complain about this, but I have to be careful. That doesn't mean I can't complain, because I just had to tonight.
I'm minding my own business, taking 3 girls on a field trip to Sea World. My first mistake was to check my email while the kids were playing on the outdoor playland. Instant bad mood. I had Mike read it and he pretty much said the same thing regarding how men are not as annoying on email. He said they get to the point in one line compared to 30 it takes for a woman to say something. Now I am just in a bad mood. That's all I am going to say for now about that until I get another lovely email that makes me want to scream. I am sure you will hear more about this subject.

I have nothing to complain about, really.

It's been over a week since I have posted. Other than normal stuff, I really have nothing to complain about. This is the end of three weeks of having help in my house for cleaning. My whole attitude has changed, because I am able to live my life more by buying myself an extra 12 hours a week. I strongly suggest everyone find a way to do this. I still haven't been hired for that other job, so I really don't have the extra money yet. We just decided to make it work somehow and I do not regret a penny I have spent. I could have the $450 back, but what would my last 3 weeks have been like? I can only imagine they would not have been too good. Today, I got up and worked straight through for 3 hours. It was 100 degrees outside, so I got my swimsuit on and swam/exercised for 2 hours at our community pool. I came back home and did some more work, but the key word there is home. I am able to work from home for about 50% of my job. It will probably be the same for my second job when that gets settled. I can't complain. I know there are many people who would be happy with one job; two is amazing. I am grateful and feel blessed. So other than minor annoyances, I know I have nothing to complain about. Darn, am I going to have to change my blog title again?

*Heavy Sigh*

I'm annoyed.

I think it is a great thing that I found a blog to let it out on because I am sure no one would want to listen to this crap without having a choice.

Love the cleaning person, but now I feel like I can't mess up my house or I'll offend her.

I still haven't heard a word about the job I interviewed for. I wonder if they lost my phone number? ha

I don't like to walk at night because I am tired at night. I can't always do mornings because of my real job.

I don't like teachers telling me when I should schedule my students so it doesn't interfere with their teaching. Sidebar****General ed. teachers think that we special ed teachers are peons and what we do isn't even CLOSE to being as important as what they do, when in reality, I have way more credentials than the ones that are annoying me do and I have more experience than them as well. I'm way more specialized AND not only do I have 2 more credentials than them, but I have the same one that they do, too.

I want to be a stay at home woman.

I must be running out of things to complain about, which is probably good, because as Liz pointed out :) I have a good life. I know that, but some of this is in my genes. Thanks Dad.

Huge Sad Face :(

Well, it has officially been 72 long hours or 3 long days since my interview and the words, "I'll call you this weekend so you don't have to wonder or worry all weekend."
No call. I check my phone and email about every hour like a teenage girl waiting for a guy to call. Mike keeps asking me too, which only makes me more stressed. I don't know what to say.

I am not complaining like I am supposed to be doing on this blog, but instead I am just babbling like I do in interviews. I am fine where I am and happy even, so it isn't as if I'd be without a job or anything. I just don't like not knowing. That's all. And that is all I am saying on this subject.

I stink

I can't interview.



I am not just saying that, either. I just really stink when it comes to a major career type interview. Something in my brain just shuts down or freezes. Not sure which, but something is definitely happening in there.



Today's interview was very so-so. I am certain I let two of the people pulling for me down because I was such a nervous wreck who babbles when she is nervous and interviewing.

Part of the problem is when I expect something and it isn't the way my mind thought it would be, I get all flustered inside and can't turn off the words in my mind. Suddenly I get nervous because my mind is chattering to me and then I freeze. I was driving home for 1 hour 45 minutes after the interview trying to analyze what the problem really is.



One good thing is that I definitely do NOT come across as a know-it-all, confident, pushy person. Quite the opposite. In fact today after the first question and I had omitted a huge part of my degree/experience/credentialling, the chair of the department looked at me as if to say, "what else??"... she prompted me asking me to name my credentials and then all of a sudden it popped into my head that I have a school administrator credential. Yes, that is what I spent 3 years in graduate school getting a masters degree for, for God sake. Um... knock, knock, is anyone home in that head? I am certain some or all of them thought, "Dumb blonde, doesn't even know what degrees she has earned." I, of course, felt stupid and then the chatter started in my head...

Head: Well, that is just great, you babbling idiot. You missed a huge piece of the puzzle that is you, now didn't you?

Me speaking in my head: Oh no, I must look like a complete dork

Head: Well, you blew it. That was only question 1 of 15, this will be interesting.

Me in head: Uh oh, they are going to ask me another question I will answer stupidly.

Interviewer 1 of 15: "Tell us what you think about the theory of best practice and how you would use the theory and best practice in teaching students and administrators."

Me in head: Huh? What? Theory? Uh-oh, I don't know how to answer this question and we just started this interview.

Me out loud but quietly to the guy interviewing next to me: "Will you go first?"

Head: Well, that might have saved you, now you have time to hear his answer and figure out what that question is all about.

Me in head: I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say, ....

My answer was stupid I am sure, but I don't know what I said, because I was busy having a conversation in my head while I was answering the question.

Head: Look at Steve, he looks mortified for you.

Me in head: Oh no, I am making him look like he was backing a total dumb, clueless blonde.

Head: He's probably going to be mad at you

Me: Great. He's been such a good mentor and this is how I repay him? By looking stupid?

Head: Shut up, next question is coming now.

Interviewer 2 of 15 "Blah blah blah diversity blah blah blah"

Head: You didn't hear that did you?

Me in head: I heard diversity, but I can't stop looking at Dr. T and Dr. C and thinking I have let them down.

Ugggh. This went on for about an hour.

Then I had to do my research presentation on powerpoint.

Just teleport me to my bed, I stink.

Department Chair: "Thank you for spending your afternoon with us, we will be calling you this weekend to let you know what we decide."



What I should have done is ask for accommodations so I could answer the interview questions on paper. I would have blown them away then. Darn, too late.

Random stuff that is annoying me right now

Why do people refer to themselves in the third person on Facebook? I hate that.

Why is September going the be the month from hell for me?

I don't have a clue how I will be able to get a Ph. D. and work 2 full time jobs all at the same time.

I am hiring a woman to come in and clean 4 days a week for 3 hours a day and I feel weird about it.

My meditation room couch is covered with 3 weeks of clean laundry: some folded, some not.

I am hungry.

I'm in between sizes right now, so I have nothing to wear.

I am getting wrinkles big time.

Blueberries are sour now. I just wasted $7 on blueberries I can't eat.

I have laundry all over my floor in baskets that is clean and I don't know when I will get it put away.

My kids will not help me in the house.

We never use the RV. It sits in storage and we dump $1000 a month down the toilet.

My garage is a disaster.

I get like 40 emails a day and I don't want people bugging me anymore.

I don't know how I am going to make it through the interview. I am having flashbacks from nightmare interviews in the past.

I'm hungry.

I drink way too much Diet Coke and I can't seem to quit.

I had ants all over me today at school and couldn't get rid of them.

The 3 oldest girls are all having major life crisis right now and it is affecting all of us.

My skin is losing elasticity.

I am getting a moustache.

I just deleted about 8 lines of annoyances and I can't get them back.

Facebook is bugging the crap out of me.

People in California can't drive.

I'm tired. Goodnight.