My last day of work. I had my big bag with me with all my essentials (like bottled water and granola bars) for the field trip. I got to work and I passed out thank you cards and received some more gifts. I spent about half of first period with a few of my favorite kiddos who stopped by to say goodbye *tear*. I tried not bawling my eyes out when Mrs. V. announced through the intercom that it was my last day, so to feel free and stop to say bye. She got there and the kids all froze; they thought she was going to be livid that they were still there so late. Looking really stern she said, “Any other day I would have sent you guys to class…but since it’s Mrs. V.’s last day, I’ll let you stay.” They looked so relieved. I’ll miss them so much :*(.
As Mrs. V. was going over the rules with the kids and I was running around getting everything done (like the newest thank you cards) and put away a fire alarm goes off. We found it really weird and wondered if it was a kid messing around, because we only have fire drills at 9am. It was 7:50. After sticking our heads out into the hallway and seeing other classrooms filing out as bewildered looking as we are, we turn all the lights off, lock the doors and follow.
It was a pretty long drill, or whatever it was. We’re usually only out there for about 8 minutes before they tell us it’s okay to go back in. This time, we were late leaving on the field trip because we’d already been out there 40 minutes. The bus got there and we got the kids on the bus. We still don’t know what happened. All we do know is that it was something weird going on in the gym.
The kids were quiet and entertained themselves really well. It was the Book Club kids, so that says a lot. They’re so well behaved.
I caught up a little on Twilight and just enjoyed the gentle rocking of the bus and the quiet as we made our way to Pan Am University.
When we got there, Mrs. V. gives me a look of concern and asks, “Are you going to walk the whole tour?” I tell her of course; if I could walk through the Gun Show with Mario, I’d be fine walking the campus. She doesn’t look convinced and says ok.
I had forgotten how many stairs we have to climb. I’m happy to report, though, that I made it through the whole tour and I didn’t even get winded. Thank God I had my bottled water…
We left the university and stopped by El Pato so the adults could get some food. We all ate and then rushed to the theatre to watch Inkheart. I didn’t get a chance to read the book (because I’m reading a just-as-thick-book at the mo) but I loved the movie. From the conversations we were all having after the movie was over I learned that tons of things were changed…as they usually are, unfortunately.
I was so hoping we’d get back to school on time so I could say goodbye to the rest of the kids I didn’t get to see, but we got there late. I was so sad. I got to go outside and say bye as they were leaving on the bus and got to say goodbye to some of the teachers.
I went back to the library and started getting my few things together and getting the manual I typed out for the new assistant off my pin drive, printed and e-mailed to Mrs. V. I didn’t get to go through the My Documents folder that they’d messed up during summer school (all the summer school librarian’s documents had been mixed in with ours) but Mrs. V. said it was fine. When I finished putting the last file away and explaining to Mrs. V. where everything was for the new assistant we kind of just stared at each other. Neither of us could believe it was my last day. She said such really sweet things; that I spoiled her and that I could always be proud that I helped establish that whole library! We walked out together as I was carrying my things out and we picked up our paychecks and I tried my best to say bye to everyone. It was so sad!
Still, as sad as it was to leave, I had this unmistakable feeling of…relief. I felt so thrilled picking the boys up and just going home and knowing that I wouldn’t have to be waking up at 5:20am come Monday.
As soon as I got home, I called Human Resources to check if there was anything else I needed to do, but they said I didn’t have to take further action. They’d take care of the rest.
The baby’s been moving around like crazy. Every little step I take makes me feel like I need to pee again, even if I just went. I’m going every 30 minutes! She stretches so much it feels like her little foot will just pop out through my side.
Mario was acting like a jackass since he got home. He was in a bad mood and yelled at the kids and took whatever was bothering him out on me. First, we were supposed to go to his boss’ house for a bar-b-q. For some reason that didn’t end up happening. Then, we were supposed to go as a family to Kumori but the boys were at Mary’s at they were already eating something so that set him off even more. It was going to be just the two of us (Mom was staying with Alaethia) but he yelled at me in the car for some stupid reason and I just started bawling. He either felt guilty or annoyed so he turned the truck around just as we rounded the corner. So much for our date. I couldn’t believe he could ruin my absolute perfect day in less than half an hour.
I was so upset I started bawling as soon as I walked through the door. Of course he left, probably to David’s, his boss. He wasn’t annoyed enough to leave there, oh no. Even though I tried hiding it, Alaethia noticed that I was crying and it was the cutest, saddest thing I’d ever seen: she started bawling also, with her little hand over her face and asked me, “Why you cwying, Mama? You made me sad!”
I quickly composed myself and scooped her up in my arms and rocked her, telling her I was okay and not to cry anymore. I tried distracting her with Noggin and she kind of laughed at the cartoon. She remembered about the crying and started wailing again but calmed down. Poor girlie!
We washed up for bed after Mom left home and I spent the night trying to distract myself by catching up on my blogs. I wanted to stay up all night and finally catch up on my entries, but I was exhausted. I hoped the next day would be better because it was Alaethia’s birthday. When Mario walked through the door I acted like he wasn’t in the room…until I asked him, “So where did you go?” And of course, just as I suspected, he’d gone to David’s…and had a shitty time, buahaha.