Saturday, September 02, 2006

Never Again

I thought that being involved in my school would help me to make it through whats left of the two years. In fact, I have even less than that because I can tell him to leave the summer before I work (assuming I have a contract to teach.) So, in reality, we are talking, say, 21 or even 20 months. I thought it would be easy. I never expected yesterday to happen. I quite upset me though I didnt show him.

From now on, if he is still home when I'm home for the afternoon, I'll just zip on by, buy my lunch somewhere, and head to the library. If I must, I'll stop by and pick up some of my school books and leave right away. Lunch at home and a short movie is not worth getting upset and getting crabby with my kids and having a huge headache. I let his actions ruin my Friday and there is no reason to do that.