I didn't go to school today, and I'm feeling pretty guilty about it. I needed the mental health day, but since we are a small school and there are NEVER substitutes available on any given Friday, that meant my colleagues had to absorb my classes for the day. I usually take my three personal days during the school year for bicycling trips, and I know about them well enough in advance to schedule a substitute. I have only taken 4 sick days in the 4 years our school has been open. Five counting today. And two of those were to see Sweet Girl's ship return from a seven-month deployment to the Persian Gulf. Those shouldn't even count.
And I wasn't sick today. I was just angry. I was angry at...... Never mind, I can't remember if I gave the person I'm mad at the link to my blog when I first started it. Not that she won't know. If she can get her head out of her rear end long enough to think about it. But it's probably better not to put it in writing. Yet.
When I called in this morning, I talked to the only person who is there at that time of morning. I didn't mind her knowing the true non-reason for my absence. I told her my attitude had a bad rash and my disposition was plumb swole up. (That's country Southern for "swollen," if you're reading from another part of the country/world.)
3 comments:
No guilt, my friend. No guilt at all. If anyone deserves a day off it is Mrs. Uber-PhD. Biking Teacher Lady!!!
Being angry sucks. Hopefully the day off helped.
um, yeah. That's why (when I get off my lazy arse) I'm going private b/c sometimes those people that you happily handed your link too just aren't your favorite people anymore!!! I'm lovin the southern speak...hehe....gonna have to steal it. Do you think people would look at me funny if I talked like that in Seattle?
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