'you've got to press it on you'
petunia
::30 jan 2006 :: 09:59pm
today at school things are confusing. it's a teacher workday but i really don't know what to work on. the first semester has just ended and tomorrow the kids get whole new schedules. i have no real way of knowing whether i will get all new students or all my old kids back. i was at the halfway point in huckleberry finn with my old classes, and i am at a bit of a loss with what to do if i have a mix of new and old students. do i summarize what happened in the first 18 chapters of the book? scrap it altogether and move on to a new novel? it doesn't even look like i will get my new roles until tomorrow, so i am at a loss at the moment to do planning.
i got my W-2 this morning and it has my old VA address printed on it. this is stressing me out although my accountant father assured me that it will not bungle things when he does my taxes for me. i am so so grateful for my father. i know i don't always get the emotional nurturing i'd like to have from him, like saying 'i love you', but he surely does his best to help and take care of me as much as he can. he takes care of my car and does my taxes and does all kinds of wonderful dad things. i am lucky.
this week i have an appointment with a new therapist. the social worker i have been seeing is specifically a bereavement counselor and not all my issues really fall under that topic. we've been talking about kind of phasing me out of sessions with him for a little while now, so i have an appointment with him next week that i guess might be my last. it's weird to start talking to a new social worker; i feel like the first session i will just be providing all my backstory - like explaining what's going on in a soap opera to someone who doesn't usually watch it. this new SW is right in my neighborhood though, and i am grateful for that. i think i'm over feeling like there is a stigma attached to seeing a therapist; i personally believe that every person in the world could probably benefit from having counselling of some type. how can talking things through to an objective person not be a helpful thing? in my perfect world everyone would have access to free counselling. it kind of goes along with my more extreme idea that all girls should be put on the pill at age 10, though that's a hazy idea i've never completely thought through yet.
this movie is filming next to my school. super duper celebrities have been orbiting in a one-block radius of where i am each day and i never even sensed it. amazing.
