Let me preface this entry by saying this is PMS week for me, so maybe what follows will make a little more sense.

This morning, I had to be at work by 7:30. I was very organized, and was out the door shortly before 7:00. Coffee in hand. We had a big parent breakfast, and a farewell assembly, I was dressed nicely in my pale green capris, and a blouse. Looking summery, crisp and clean. First of all, my coffee cup lid didn’t fit worth a spit, and drizzled on my pant leg. Damn!! I’m cussing up a storm, looking for something to mop myself up, finally settling on my water bottle and attempted to “hose” the coffee out of my slacks. None too successfully I might add. Since I had enough time, I decided to stop and wash my car which was embarassingly muddy and dusty. I was nearly finished, when I got too close with the wand to a clump of mud on my mud flap! That mud splattered back up all over me like a volcano!!! All over my feet, legs, slacks, all up my front, my arms, my face and in my hair!! OMG! I was just horrified! WTF was I going to do?? If I went all the way home to change, and came back, I’d be late. If I didn’t, I’d have to go looking like Pigpen! I decided to go to work, and figure it out. Well, when I started walking across the parking lot, the other TA’s who saw me, nearly pissed their pants laughing!! (bitches) My only alternative was to go to Walmart (only thing open at 8:00 am) and attempt to find something to wear. I decided to just suck it up and attempt to sponge out my blouse, and look like a fool the rest of the day. Hmmmph

Then we had the awards assembly, and the farewell to the Grade sixes. The staff lined up at the front of the gym, and each child was called by name, and came and received a flower, certificate, and then hand shakes all the way through. Well when they said Tony’s name, he kind of just ignored it, and I snuck around and got him headed in the right direction. His Mom followed him from there. As I was walking back to my place at the end of the line, I just lost it. Started boo hooing like a big old baby. Seemed so hard to believe that 7 years had passed. As soon as that part was finished, Mrs. S, myself and several others headed straight to the bathroom for tissue!!

THEN after assembly Tony’s folks came to the classroom and gave each of us antique brooches, gift certificates, cards, and hugs. More tears!! Geeze.

The rest of the morning was calmer, then when I was out supervising at lunch, I got something in my eye, so I spent the rest of the day blinking and squinting trying to get rid of whatever was sharing my eye space with my contact.

The afternoon was spent watching a movie, and making banana splits. Then I had to walk Tony “off into the sunset” (hormonal exageration) to the handi-bus for the very last time. More tears. Shortly after that, Nick’s Mom came all teary with a card and pin for me, and I had to say goodbye to Nick. More tears. Then Bradley’s parents came with a beautiful figurine of a woman holding a child, and more hugs, and more tears.

Geeze Louise!! It must be time for a beer!!!