The Noah and I were not local last weekend. It was an experience. I would love to sit here and catch up on lj and emails and… but alas, that is not to be. I have a unit plan to polish (seeing as I had to start out this morning not knowing what I am doing for the next 5-6 weeks as the unit plan I was planning on using isn’t possible for the next few weeks. fucking technology). I have grading. I have to pretend I give a shit about being evaluated by the state this year.
Con shit is picking up too. That is going to start sucking an increasing amount of my brain.
I’m tired in a very odd bone weary sort of way. I’m tired of being a pariah. I’m tired of having people look at me as if there is something wrong with me. I feel like I should just give up on meeting people. I won’t though. I guess it’s cause I am a masochist. Or maybe because I am stupid.
I don’t know what to say beyond offering hugs. So…
*hugs*
Not much to be said, baby.
You just met how many new people, pretty much all at once? And not just new people, but new people whose names you *have to* remember and engage in conversation with *and* potentially need to meet the parents of, and be socially acceptable to them. Oh, and you have to keep part of your nature hidden from them.
No wonder you’re exhausted.
And, while I’m here…
When you say “con shit” do you mean “stuff to do for a con” or “bullshit politics that goes on backstage and sometimes in full view at a con”? That’s just me being nosy, though, since I don’t think I can offer any help with either of those.
Good luck either way.
The students aren’t a problem. The problem comes from people in my personal life. But thanks for making assumptions.
Stuff to do. The politics get way easier when we boot the slacker off the board.
I’m not saying that the students are a *problem*. Just that you had a whole bunch of people all at once. That consumes energy, no matter who they are. I expect you’re also getting energy back, but, still.
However, yes, I’m probably personalizing. It’s a basic part of how I function.
*hugs*
I know it’s been tough for you, and I too have only hugs to offer.
Well, I guess I could give you some smart ass response to “I guess it’s cause I am a masochist” but you probably know what I would say.
hugs, hugs and even more hugs