*Sorry Melisa...I couldn't think of any other way to put it. I'm not trying to be you or to skin you and wear you like last year's Versace or anything equally weird. It's just been a very stressful, emotional few weeks.
As you may or may not know, I received a RIF notice (along with every other teaching assistant in the district, as well as a number of teachers.) After 11 years of working there, 10 at my current position working with the same person, completing one another's sentences, having mutual respect for one another, yadda yadda yadda....it's over. Well, it will be at 8:30 this morning after report cards are handed out.
After 24 years, our custodian retires next month. My friend and coworker Cheryl and I planned a retirement party for him, which we had last night. It was lovely, and I really think he appreciated it. It was good to see our little school family together again (even though as the 'cruise director' for our school family, I organize get-togethers at least once a month...once a week in the summers.)
Last weekend, our oldest and dearest friends' son graduated from high school. We went up to his graduation open house and hung out with family members who have become like family to us over the years.
Today, my father-in-law is coming to stay with us because my precious nephew, who used to run around my house in his spider man costume, is graduating high school and his luau is this weekend.
Nick has been home for a week...he leaves tomorrow for camp school in Northern Wisconsin and then will be gone the entire summer because he works at summer camp.
I'm a mess. I'm thinking that next week, when Scott is at work and my father-in-law returns home and Nick is gone and the house is empty....I'll just crash.
Until then....I have to keep on keeping on.
And maybe for my next gig, I should just become a cruise director and get paid for it! ;)