I don’t know what is going on. I am not really tired, but I am drained to exhaustion. Does that make sense? I have been going and going and going without stopping since Monday. Yesterday, the 3rd day of school. I have only 5 kindergarten kids. The parents are supposed to be out to get them off the bus or I don’t let them off.
Well, 3 of the 5 were not there. I took the kids back to school and the grandmother to the one boy essentially told me off for not dropping her 5 year old off without an adult there. I felt like choking her, is it too much to ask that you read a book on your porch in this perfect weather to get you little kid off the bus. It isn’t like I require they be within inches of the road or anything. It is just you have to be visible…basically enough to wave.
My goats keep getting out. I have electrified everywhere, even in the holes of the gate. I have had 6 people examine the fence to figure out where they are getting out. We can’t figure it out. I am done. The two goats are being sold. It is done. I am not chasing them one more freaking time. They are locked in the barn until Tuesday when they will be taken to the sale, if the two people I asked about taking them don’t show interest. I kept the goats because I loved Charcole and now that she has passed. I have no reason to keep these ones.
Kyra is okay to have this cat, but it is crazy to here her screaming for the cat. I think she thinks about it 24 hours a day now. I put him in the barn at night and first thing in the morning when she gets up it is kitty. Kitty this and kitty that…I am going to pull my hair out.
I went to bed early last night, but instead of sleeping straight through like I normally do. I woke up like 3 times dreaming about various different things. Aaahhhh!
Stan has been getting on my nerves here lately too. I don’t know why though. It is just his lack of communication. He doesn’t wine he doesn’t moan or groan or anything. It is like he isn’t feeling anything. I have to ask him to get answers as he doesn’t volunteer them. It also makes me feel strange that he sort of gets annoyed when I go and come back. It is like a constant babysitter watching my every move ready to tattle on me. He has my bus schedule on a clock already as he said I was early today. I need to get him something to do besides take notes on me….got any ideas???
This morning a student wasn’t at the bus stop. Our school has a 5 minute early policy, so students are supposed to be there 5 minute early. This student was a block away when I pulled up to load. He didn’t increase his pace not one little bit. (If he had, he could have made it to the stop as I load about 20 students at this stop.)
He was about 30 feet from the bus when my whole lot of kids were loaded and seated. I probably shouldn’t have, but I did. I left him on the curb.
I didn’t think it would be fair on the rest of the kids who made it on time to there stop or sped up to make it on the bus to make an extra stop for this one student. I wasn’t early or late…I was on time. The time is exactly the same time as it was last year when he rode, so no change.
Well, his parent decided that it was a good day to follow me and stop while I am socializing with other bus drivers and insult me for this child not getting on the bus.
Is it really my fault that this parent and child were unprepared for school and didn’t make it to the stop?? I think NOT, but let the games begin.
So, I am exhausted. I love my job, I really do. I LOVE my kids.
It has always been the parents I deal with that I don’t enjoy so much, but there are some super nice parents too. I like the ones that smile and wave and the ones that kiss their kids on the side of the street before they get on the bus. I am patient and smile as that kiss happens. I have a 10th grader whose mom always stands out with him. I really enjoy seeing her every day, her relationship with her son makes me smile inside.