BB's birthday went really well. He had a grand ole time with only a couple whining moments (it's my birthday and I want THIS). The tubing and sledding planned was right up his alley but I guess he had to make that decision for himself. He did refer to the day as his "best day ever" so that's nice.
As far as a blinding future.... the hubs has found a gig. The medical isn't great by any means. And the coverage we got to cover us while he was looking for new work doesn't pay anything toward my Vraylar, which meant a $300 bill this month. Once we pay the deductible we find out how much they'll actually contribute. Sucks.
But still, that's not the blinding future part. I'm getting distracted. The principal came by my room Tuesday and said that he needed me to "sell my prep" essentially teaching all day without a break in order to make things work for next year and keep me part-time.
Well, he came back 15-minutes later and said that he was wrong. The part-time role is going away and there isn't a part-time opportunity for me. So it's full-time employment or I'm out. He said to let him know within the week.
The first day was fine. I was excited and vaguely anxious. Then the days became agony. Especially considering I was supposed to have an observation on Thursday that never showed up. Today was brutal and last night I was bed bound with my weighted blanket and ice.
But today I emailed the principal and said I'm going for it. I'm going to try. We shall see what happens. I'm terrified in so many ways and worried about self-care in major ways. I haven't been taking great care of myself as-is so the concept of FTE, compounded anxiety and stress, and fewer outlets is scary.
And as the hubby says, "Go for it. And if it doesn't work out, you quit. That's what people do!"
So I'm going to try and be "like people." ;o)
