I was going to complain...

... well, I was going to complain. Here's what about:

1.) They've decided that I need to take another day off this week so they can audition someone else. They think. They think I'll need to take Wednesday off. But they're not sure. So I should just plan to be gone on Wednesday. Unless I'm going to need to be here on Wednesday. They haven't made up their minds yet, but I should just plan to be gone. Unless I need (read: they need) me to be here.

2.) Girls made State Bball. Whoopee! I'm glad for them I really am. I said in January that we would play the semi-final and championship games (provided we made it that far). Of course, my AD doesn't remember that conversation. So, we're playing Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, potentially. And for the Saturday game, we'd be leaving at 10:15AM. Boo-hoo, quit whining, you say? I work until 2:00AM on Friday and Saturday nights.

3.) Just the ever-present waiting of not knowing whether or not I have a job. And waiting on several other schools to tell me the same thing I'm waiting on this one to tell me. Ugh. I hate this, hate this, hate this. Oh well.

But, then I read Ubie's blog (http://www.ubermilf.blogspot.com/) and suddenly I realized I maybe shouldn't complain quite so much. After all, I'm just going through dumbassery and weirdness. She's watching a loved one go with (and apparently, exist in) dumbassery and weirdness. Much love, Ubie. Sorry about Cuntzilla.