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Whew! Time flies when the endless press of adulthood is turning you into a panini.
I got a job- Kindergarten tutor. It seems..honestly somewhere between being a kindergarten teacher and being a daycare attendant. Small company, too- everyone seems nice, but there's a bit of a frantic disorganization for the office staff (two whole people) that means some of the 'teachers' (maybe 20-30 including subs) are...not really keeping the standards I personally think are important. The first grade teacher especially is rubbing me the wrong way- he's a very tall guy, so I understand why he lets my kiddos jump on him. But jumping all over your teacher like they're your uncle or cousin is super not acceptable in my book. I understand culture is a huuuuge factor in that, but I also know professional standards is another culture set (and yes it's predominately influenced by western upper class social standards blah blah blah blah blaaaah). No matter what the exact best call is, I'm mostly ignoring it and making that sort of touch not okay in my classroom.
I also feel like I should ban pda a little but...they're so cute. One of the first graders is the older sister of one of my kinders, and when the classes combine for playtime she hugs him tight and kisses his cheeks. And like, I get it. If my little sisters were around I would also being attacking them. So it's hard for me to enforce a rule on the types of affection allowed- obviously hugs are fine, I just feel like face smushing and kissing are too far, but also...I don't care personally.
I feel a bit sad because one of my favorite kiddos is summer only. The company gave me a week off for some reason, on what would have been my third week of work. So instead of saying goodbye like I wanted, I ended up not seeing my class again. On monday i'll see my new class, which of course will include some old faces, but I know she's not coming. She's cute, confident and smart, but has anxiety. She feels safe asking for hugs- all the kids feel so safe. I'm so happy for them.
Anyway, I'm also VERY happy to FINALLY get income. Oh my god, I fucking hate job searching, may I stay employed for at least a year and a half. I know this will reduce the financial burden on my love as well, and let me finally sit in a cafe to do my work like I love doing so much.
We got a bunch of wicker baskets and a rolling organizer, as well as another-another-another earring holder. We keep upgrading earring holders to fit them but it seems like we always have too many earrings. Skill issue, clearly. We're also going to go to R*s*o (censored because it's NOT a chain), a big asian mart. And I'll get more of the soft banana custard breads I like so much! They have a monkey on them :)
All and all I'm doing pretty good- I'm so lucky to get to be here with my partner who I love. Stuff continues foreshadowing with my mom and nana, but as long as I'm out here I only need to get involved if it escalates. Maybe I'll regret this hands off approach later, but frankly I cannot help until I get a more stable friend/social group. I just need to have enough friends that I can take care of my emotional support needs in a way that doesn't overburden anyone. Which will be SO much easier now that I can afford the $7 fee that going out for coffee invokes.
Oh also, I got a McChicken add pickle and it was like $2.75. That used to be $1.09 a few years ago.
I'm talkative today! I also saw my partners- zir name is Jason I just don't expect that to be known- Jason's scrapbook for the first time in a while. It's full of paper and diary pages and airline tickets. It's such a testiment to who they are that I'm getting irrationally scared that we're going to lose it in a fire or a flood or a robbery or a random strike of lightening or fairies. Possibly I need to get my anxiety med dosage upped.
Also I went to red robin for the first time. I didn't know they actually played the 'red robin' sound and people in real, actual life, would say 'yum'. It was scary. Also I got food poisoning and the food selection was uninspired so I shan't be returning.
Bye!
I got a job- Kindergarten tutor. It seems..honestly somewhere between being a kindergarten teacher and being a daycare attendant. Small company, too- everyone seems nice, but there's a bit of a frantic disorganization for the office staff (two whole people) that means some of the 'teachers' (maybe 20-30 including subs) are...not really keeping the standards I personally think are important. The first grade teacher especially is rubbing me the wrong way- he's a very tall guy, so I understand why he lets my kiddos jump on him. But jumping all over your teacher like they're your uncle or cousin is super not acceptable in my book. I understand culture is a huuuuge factor in that, but I also know professional standards is another culture set (and yes it's predominately influenced by western upper class social standards blah blah blah blah blaaaah). No matter what the exact best call is, I'm mostly ignoring it and making that sort of touch not okay in my classroom.
I also feel like I should ban pda a little but...they're so cute. One of the first graders is the older sister of one of my kinders, and when the classes combine for playtime she hugs him tight and kisses his cheeks. And like, I get it. If my little sisters were around I would also being attacking them. So it's hard for me to enforce a rule on the types of affection allowed- obviously hugs are fine, I just feel like face smushing and kissing are too far, but also...I don't care personally.
I feel a bit sad because one of my favorite kiddos is summer only. The company gave me a week off for some reason, on what would have been my third week of work. So instead of saying goodbye like I wanted, I ended up not seeing my class again. On monday i'll see my new class, which of course will include some old faces, but I know she's not coming. She's cute, confident and smart, but has anxiety. She feels safe asking for hugs- all the kids feel so safe. I'm so happy for them.
Anyway, I'm also VERY happy to FINALLY get income. Oh my god, I fucking hate job searching, may I stay employed for at least a year and a half. I know this will reduce the financial burden on my love as well, and let me finally sit in a cafe to do my work like I love doing so much.
We got a bunch of wicker baskets and a rolling organizer, as well as another-another-another earring holder. We keep upgrading earring holders to fit them but it seems like we always have too many earrings. Skill issue, clearly. We're also going to go to R*s*o (censored because it's NOT a chain), a big asian mart. And I'll get more of the soft banana custard breads I like so much! They have a monkey on them :)
All and all I'm doing pretty good- I'm so lucky to get to be here with my partner who I love. Stuff continues foreshadowing with my mom and nana, but as long as I'm out here I only need to get involved if it escalates. Maybe I'll regret this hands off approach later, but frankly I cannot help until I get a more stable friend/social group. I just need to have enough friends that I can take care of my emotional support needs in a way that doesn't overburden anyone. Which will be SO much easier now that I can afford the $7 fee that going out for coffee invokes.
Oh also, I got a McChicken add pickle and it was like $2.75. That used to be $1.09 a few years ago.
I'm talkative today! I also saw my partners- zir name is Jason I just don't expect that to be known- Jason's scrapbook for the first time in a while. It's full of paper and diary pages and airline tickets. It's such a testiment to who they are that I'm getting irrationally scared that we're going to lose it in a fire or a flood or a robbery or a random strike of lightening or fairies. Possibly I need to get my anxiety med dosage upped.
Also I went to red robin for the first time. I didn't know they actually played the 'red robin' sound and people in real, actual life, would say 'yum'. It was scary. Also I got food poisoning and the food selection was uninspired so I shan't be returning.
Bye!
