A cross day

I am eating drumsticks. The lollipops, not the chicken, or vegetable, or anything else.

This is because I am cross. And this is because I am tired. The long day is no good for me.

Things that have made me cross:

• Getting to a knee appointment in 25 minutes, but then having to drive for an hour to get back
• My Y10s - why can't they just get on with the work? Why can't they sit in groups? Why are they so bad and rude? Why did I lose the plot with them and tell them I wouldn't teach them ever again? (talk about empty threat, I have to teach them tomorrow)
• Staff meetings - they are full of "vision" and "budgets" and ideas for the future. Surely our priority should be to sort out all the problems we have right now?
• Lunch duty. This was admittedly better than the crazy 20 minute break-time dining hall duty that I have to do tomorrow, but I was only meant to be on for 30 minutes and ended up doing almost 50 minutes, giving me 11 minutes of lunch break, boo.

Generally having too much to do makes me stressed, and I have too much to do. Or rather too much in my head that I have to do, which means that then I will slip up. Control freak deep down. Plus standards really high. Worst thing is bringing the crossness home, that's not fair. Will try not to do that.

Knee is still crunching, hence no gym. Sweets are a poor substitute.

Ok, I am going to bed to wake up nice and uncross. Just writing this makes me feel better.

Did a good deed too - returned a security pass! And my tutor group were ace in tutor time this afternoon, making their profiles and stuff. And I finished Love in the Time and it has a happy ending. And we got free food at the meeting. There, some positives :)

Before I go, check out this article about a crazy school in Boston that uses electric shocks to control behaviour. Sounds nuts, but maybe...