Weekend Fillers

For the love of God...Can my weekends get any better? What am I doing? Well I'm still wallowing in the fact that I just got dumped because I have cats and that I'm spending my Sunday morning getting report cards ready. Ahhh the life of a teacher...how exciting right? Well yesterday, I thought I would go buy my problems away and I did...$150 worth of feeling better. Let me tell you, it was a very temporary replacement. Also went to go see the movie Fireproof with a girlfriend and boy did that not help me feel better about myself. I thought Kirk Cameron was hot and I wanted to tell the girl to quit her whining and be glad she's got somebody that's at least making an effort. Now I know what you married people are thinking, she just doesn't understand what it's like and you know what? You are absolutely right I don't BUT do you remember what it's like to be single? Go on lots of dead end dates hoping that it will turn into something more only to be disappointed? Do you remember what it's like to NOT have plans every weekend because your friends are busy with their husbands, boyfriends, kids whatever? Yes I'm venting because I'm fed up lol...

As for my Chicago plans, my tickets are booked for my first trip up there. I've got a girlfriend going with me and we are taking a five wonderful day vacation. *Sigh* Hurry and get here January...I will be going to visit schools and hopefully dropping off my resume with prospective employers. That is if I still want to be a teacher... I love the kids, it's the only thing that keeps me going I think. I wonder if any hotels or anything like that is hiring? I could probably make the same ammount of money wit a lot less work. Hmmmm something to think about.

Last but not least, it wouldn't be a teacher blog if I didn't include one kids say the darnest things moment. So we are doing addition right now in class and I have a little girl raise her hand. She says I have a problem that I can't figure out. She has a dead serious look on her face and I'm wondering what the problem is. So she says I keep adding 8 + 7 and I keep getting 15. I've done it five times now and I can't get the right answer. So I (trying not to laugh) say ok show me how you are doing it. So she starts at eight and counts up seven using her fingers and says seeeeeee I always get 15. So I say well maybe that's the right answer and she looks at me and says Is it? Oh. I know kids are cute right?

This is where it starts

So, after a long weekend of trying to make myself feel better, it’s 11 o’clock and still I can’t sleep because my mind is racing. I’m finding that M’s reason for breaking up with me (the fact that I have two cats) is a little more than just disturbing. I bet it would have settled in better if he had just given me a normal excuse like the other men do. Now I have to sit here and wonder what in the hell is wrong with me (as usual) that freaks men out. So now I’ve just been dumped for the fourth time this year and I feel as though it may be way past time for a change. After enjoying my Jimmy and Jeremy sandwich at Cadillac Ranch on Saturday, I am starting to see the light in being a single somewhat attractive female…yeay! My wild night out was then followed by a usual Sunday visit to R’s. What is R? Not a boyfriend, nor a date, just this guy I’ve known since college who I guess enjoys my company when it suits him. Not complaining, just stating the obvious.

So those of you reading right now are probably wondering how in the world a teacher has all of this happening. Yes folks, it’s true, teachers do have a life. I know it’s hard to believe but we do not all sit around married with kids going to bed at nine with our happy little lives. I do like to go to the club and show off my boobs every once in a while and yes I will take a drink with my dinner. Why is it that because I’m a teacher, I can’t do the same things as you? Does not mean my teaching will be worse because I like to enjoy myself. I swear sometimes I wonder if these parents aren’t a little over the top. Okay off of that for now.

Back to my big change. I think I may need to move to the wonderful town of Chicago. Supposedly it has a lot to offer a lost soul like me. Young professional men, nightlife, culture, diversity, and my favorite public transportation. Not driving would be a dream come true! Hmmm, I believe I will start looking into it starting tom. Can I really make this happen? We will see, we will see.