Why do I work here still??? Oh yeah....

I literally hate my job. I love my kids, well 90% of them (ha ha ha...so true though). Anyway, the people who run this place suck. That's a who other blog in itself. There are days, which are usually once a week, where I just want to walk out. I feel like I can never do anything right there. I just want out. I can't quit though. We can't afford it. And there are times, a lot of times actually, where I have looked for other jobs, but either no one's hiring, I'm not qualified, or I just missed it. I'm willing to work for less than what I make to go somewhere where I'm treated like an adult and feel needed. Is that too much to ask? I know I'm a good worker, but they make me feel like a mushroom in the closet that everyone poops on. My opinion doesn't matter. What I do doesn't matter. I know that's not true because my students learn so much. It's too much for the amount of money I make. It's wrong. I know I'm ranting here, but I just needed to vent and get this off my chest. It will help temporarily...until Monday returns. I want to go to a place where I like my job, I like the people I work with, and I come home happy everyday. I like teaching, but this place has really burnt me out. Before my Christmas vacation, I'm going to start my job search. I don't want to leave a class in the middle of the year, but it's for my own sanity. Pray that I find a new job soon. This place is driving me straight to the nut house. Can anyone save me?

2010, you're so nice

It's been awhile since I've blogged and figured tonight would be a good time...
With good comes bad and with bad comes good. My uncle, my mom's brother, died the day after Easter this year. I know it's been a pretty rough time for my family. Needless to say it's been bittersweet. With the passing of my uncle, my family and I have realized that life is too short to be holding hatred, anger, and resentment towards one another. He was the thread to mend my family back together and I think that's the way he would want it. My mom and I are now talking and we both really want to work things out. I don't want to have kids who only know one set of grandparents, I want them to not only know both of them but love both of them. It's like this 500 pound weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. I know it sounds really cliche, but it's so true. I miss my family, my friends, and my hometown. My parents are thrilled just as much as I am. I'm going to be visiting in mid July! Mostly to see family because it will be a short visit,but I'm sure I can squeeze in a lunch or something with my friends.
At the beginning of the year, I knew it would be a good year. I had a really good feeling. And you know what? It's been pretty darn nice to me and to those I love. Several of my friends are pregnant, I have my family back, work is good, Brandon's company is doing well, and I think this will be the year for Brandon and I to finally start a family. It's not so foggy for me anymore. Things are starting to look up for me and I have Heavenly Father to thank for that. He does know what's best for me in my life and he knows me. After all, he is my father. :) I'm greatful for everything that I have and I'm actually enjoying my job now. Well, I think I'll end here. I have to be at the Relay for Life at 2am so it's time to take a nap. Peace out...

And you think Everybody Loves Raymond family is dysfunctional?

I just don't get people sometimes. I have a brother in law who is such a sore winner or loser no matter what game we play as a family he acts so immature and annoying. And he thinks he's the greatest person in the world and when you try to tell him he did something wrong, well it wasn't his fault, someone else is to blame. He'll never take the blame. It really gets on my nerves. Then whenever people try to tell him how annoying he his, it turns into this big argument and everyone else gets in trouble (because it's at the parents house) but him. Oh man it drives me nuts!! Then it's his own child's birthday and the poor kid has to compete with the Super Bowl. And he couldn't even play with his presents! So we sing happy birthday, he opens his gifts, eat cake and ice cream and then it's back to the game. How crappy is that!?! I will say that I will never put the Super Bowl or anything like it before my child's birthday. They only have one birthday a year. I really felt sorry for him. Ever since we went over there today it was just contention and chaos all rolled into one big ball which made it seem ever so dysfunctional. Maybe we could have our own tv show! We can call it, "The Dysfunctional Bunch". This kind of crap though happens every family get together. There's never a dull moment at the Welling house.