Never enough time
There’s something to be said about being so busy that you forget what it is that makes you relax when in fact, you have the ability to sit down. My mistake for thinking that once the holidays were over, there would be more time to get back to some of the activities that keep me from being mean to people. I’m still waiting for all this wishful extra time that I’m on the verge of just taking without regard for anyone around me. Yup, I’m going to lock myself in my basement office that doesn’t have a locking door handle. Knocking will just be met with silence or perhaps the occasional chair squeak that happens when I recline then sit back up again.
A few good things have motored my way in the last few weeks though. There is a new position posted at my workplace that is 80% of what I’ve been doing for the last 9 months. I have a decent chance of actually getting it as I’m on good terms with all of the interviewers. While I think that I’ve done what was required in 9 months to demonstrate that I’m ready for the stretch goal this new position would put me into, anything can happen. Silver lining is that I won’t be losing my job, it’ll just feel like being dropped a peg with a new level of management between me and the CIO. Time will tell. I already know that it’s more work of course, making a brain in my head that’s already tense that much more tense.
I think my daughter is being bullied in school. Being the expert I am on that subject (go to hell bullies from my past), I recognize the signs all too clearly. Her progress reports are slowly slipping without a noticeable difficulty in homework completion. She is also not wanting to spend time with any of her friends and is hiding in the basement playing games, watching television, for hours at a time. My restriction of “screen time” is met with some serious attitude, like way more than usual. There is also a general lack of enthusiasm for any activities that she used to look forward to each week. Yeah, she’s definitely being bullied. The school is full of useless politically correct assholes that are experts in condescending placation when anyone reports suspected bullying. I just hope that she decides to tell us before it starts to eat up her insides like it did to me.
The whole education system is beyond fixing at this point. The only way to get a decent education for the kids is to pay ridiculous amounts of money for private school that is only marginally better than public school. Cyber schools are an option, but that is a huge commitment for parents that are both working. Whatever the outcome of any of this, my daughter is the one suffering in the end. I don’t have the answers right now, not sure if I ever will, but I need to get this suspected bullying taken care of now.
Don’t know when I’ll be able to sit down and write again, but as with previous posts, I do try to get free time. The forces of life and responsibility have other plans lately. Stay frosty.