We BOTH now live in Wisconsin!
Letters to the love of my life. Former LDR blog.

I got all wound up on a bike ride for no reason, came home and cried and Vince snuck in and gave me a back rub.

Winner.

(Source: marmarbaron)

Going to spend the next two weeks evaluating what kind of job I really want during school. My daycare is short 3 teachers so they loaded me up with 44 hours this week. I’m supposed to switch to part time September 1st, but I have a suspicion it’s going to be “part time plus as many hours as we can cram into you”. 

Not to sound like a whiner but, when I get too overwhelmed and busy I tend to shut down emotionally. Last time I tried working and school I literally wanted to kill myself (thanks depression).

Having my time to myself tend to be a necessity.

I really wish Vince and I could move. I hate small town living. There are only 5-6 places I could work in town - I drive an hour to work right now - and if I want to see if those places have job openings, I have to drive there and bang on the door and find someone to talk to. I think the smarter thing on my part would have been to go to school in MSP but it’s too late to change that.

I feel very strongly that I’m going to wind up not working, but we’ll see how it goes.

I’m going back to minding my own business at work and just doing what I want to do.

Sorry if I love my class of children the most and I actually want to do awesome things with/for them.

It’s just really tiring that I always try to be this awesome person and I’ve become everyone’s bitch. I literally do everything for the other teachers and I get shit if I forget to do 1 or 2 things or one day I decide I’m not going to do it. Or if I take their kids inside to go to the bathroom because they are too lazy to do it themselves I’m “abandoning” my kids outside.

Two more weeks. Then school starts.

reichenfeels:

reichenfeels:

  • “We’re your family, we’re allowed to make fun of you”
  • “Come on, it’s just a joke”
  • “toughen up and stop being a baby”
  • “We’re just teasing”

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BULLYING IS BULLYING NO MATTER WHO IT COMES FROM.

IT JUST HURTS A FUCKLOAD A LOT MORE WHEN ITS COMING FROM PEOPLE YOU TRUST

FUCK OFF.

this post will often go weeks without a note

and then there’ll be a holiday

and it resurfaces

and that makes me sad