Friday, September 18, 2015

Snits

Snitty high school girls may be the death of me. I can put up with a lot of things from kids, but I hate snitty.  And why? What did I do to deserve their snit? One little girl makes snide remarks about the art I choose for them to do - as if she is too good to do drawings and value lessons. So far, I haven't seen anything impressive from these snits. I do have some impressive artists, but for the most part, the majority of the kids don't put out much effort. That's okay. Snitty is not okay. It may be time for me to throw a fit and fire someone.

Other than that, I like teaching. It is going fairly well. Moms are not going so well. Toby's mom has had some set backs with her broken hip. My mom's arm is not healing as well as it should. Health issues seem to throw both moms into disorientation resulting in, well, snits. There, that may be my problema. I'm getting snit from two sides. On one side, patience is the name of the game. On the other side, the snit is about to hit the fan   I hope I don't get those two sides mixed up :)

3 comments:

Jo Castillo said...

Awww, I hope you keep your snits straight. So hard with the Moms. Rest up over the weekend. Hugs.

red-tape said...

The big story though, is if you got all your snitty State paperwork done to prove you can teach :-)

Bag Blog said...

Jo, thanks for the hugs and understanding.

Red-tape, it's all done except for the Texas school district said they never got my request. But a phone call hopefully took care of that.