Barber

Tonight, the night before school starts, I decided to trim my hair so that I will look my best for the beginning of the school year. I have been cutting my own hair for years. It seems silly to pay someone else when it mostly comes down to trimming along the edges. (It still seems strange to me to be losing my hair, even though none of my family members have hair. Except my dad's cousin, who's adopted.) So, I set up a 2nd mirror in my bathroom so that I could check the back of my head. I usually start with the parts that I want the shortest (the bottom) and then work my way up, to the parts that I want longest. Well, I didn't follow my usual pattern. And because I was thinking about school, I forgot to put any extension on the trimmer. I made at least three good swipes at the back of my head before I realized that I was meeting more resistance than expected. And more hair was falling than there should have been. I stopped and saw this in the mirror:
Thank goodness Christie was still awake, because I would have woken her up. She had a tough time fixing my mistake because she was giggling so much.

I spent close to 3 hours today at my school trying to get my room situation sorted out. I was assigned the wrong room accidentally. It's a long story, but I'm supposed to have a room large enough to fit my classes of 40 students. Yes, 40 students. Instead, I have a classroom with enough room for 25 desks. I argued with 3 administrators today about this. They won't switch the rooms. There is nobody in that room. (We haven't hired someone yet, which is another problem.) They tell me it is too much work to make the change. I checked around and the changes will take 20 minutes. I definitely left the school today after telling them that I will be looking to transfer.

Milwaukee has an opening for an epidemiologist. I wish I had the experience to apply for the job.

Prep

School starts next week.

I found out this week that I have been assigned a new class - pre-calculus. Something that I will have to actually prepare for; and they give me a week. This in addition to algebra and geometry. I have so much to do, but instead I am home. You know why? Because they assigned me the wrong room. The principals don't seem to care. And they don't return my phone calls.