Well. Today was weird. A good day with my student (he went home early with his mom! Yay!)... though I had to tell my supervisor, today, that I was leaving. Wow. That was... Something. His reponse (and I quote.): "Shit." .... followed by "nothing I can do to change your mind?"... and I told him, short of cutting out the driving all together and moving the school to burlington, no. He was really cool about it though... Very understanding. And the fact that I *like* these people that I'm leaving made me feel a bit... choked up?.... But. I sucked it up and got through it, promising to write my formal letter, asap.
After that, I went to grab a quick cup of coffee with Becky, and ended up telling her the situation, as well. She got upset with me. For exactly the reasons I projected she would... things like going back to "RETAIL!?!" after a "worthwhile" job like this... then she said some things implying that this wasn't the job for me, anyway etc. etc..... To which, I almost slapped her... but instead, replied (adultly. wow.) with something along the lines of BACK OFF, you're really out of line, etc. And then, she backpedaled and apologized, saying she was just sad I was leaving, and upset, and "lashing out" is her way of coping, and making losing people, etc. easier.
Fine. But she still needs to watch what she says. Geesh.
As an apology and a congratulation, she took me to dinner at this really yummy Thai place in Montpelier that I've been wanting to go to... So. It's all good. She's definitely one of those ... quirky?... people that you just accept and deal with (yelling at every so often), or you just stay away from.
So, I find myself here at housesitting now... sniffling, because for some reason, I'm rediculously allergic to this house. I thought it was just the time of the year, the last time I came... late summer/early fall - always a bad time for pollen for me.... but, alas... it must be something else. I'm instantly stuffy, itchy and miserable. Time to just go to bed, I think.
BUT, I did watch
Harold and Maude , because Benge, one of my co-workers, enjoys this movie, and I'd never heard of it. AND, it just so happened that it was sitting around at my housesitting place. LET me tell you. THAT was truly an entertaining and amusing movie. Basically, it's about a boy (18? 19?) with a fascination with death, that meets a crazy old (80) woman that is immursed in LIVING to the hilt - in sometimes crazy and out there ways. It's an older movie (70's?), but it was still very entertaining, and you gotta love a movie with a kid that fakes his own death like 20 times. A+
Alright, the downstairs is cold, and I've got a big school field trip tomorrow... SO, to bed I go, I think....
G'night Journal-land....
Tags: allergies, housesitting, jobs, movies, nsm
You might find me at: Richmond, housesitting...
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