unmerciful heavens

Two things I found out today, neither good. The electricians put in a new breaker panel for us and neglected to purchase a permit. The city will not reconnect the electricity until they have **thoroughly** inspected the job. Our electricity has been off since last weekend, so I'm sure it's good and sweaty in there by now. Luckily they are able to do much of the other work sans power. Thing two was that my POW has not renewed the contract of my colleague, hired this year, or recruited I should say. They've done this well past the contract signing period and after the diocese's job fair. Reasons given boiled down to the monsignor being tired of getting phone calls from parents. Um, sir, if you don't want to field phone calls from parents, perhaps you should take up a parish not attached to a school. Alternately, you might want to work on breaking your parents of the habit of complaining until you buckle. Not buckling would also help.

I'm angry, disappointed, and have decided not to sub there in the fall, no matter what. I can't be connected with a place that is a religious organization, yet treats its employees with no respect, love, or courtesy.

whahuh?

Apparently word is getting around that I'm not returning to my job next year. According to parents, I'm leaving to teach science somewhere else. Uh? One batsh*t crazy mom (according to a colleague--I didn't create that moniker) told me to ask her if I needed a recommendation and hugged me. Double uh?

None of the kids have mentioned anything to me yet, so I'm not sure if they know. I don't mind telling the parents why I'm not returning, but I don't want to tell the kids the why part.

Right now the dog is curled up next to me, nose in tail, and hubby promised we could go to Chili's for dinner, so life isn't too bad.

I've signed up to sub for next year, provided I don't come across a fabulous full-time job before then. Folks seem to be happy that I will still be around, although in a limited capacity. We have only this month left of school, and one week of May is mainly taken up by exams. Next week, several days are shortened because of special activities. In reality, we're nearly finished with academic teaching time. I don't think I'm going to miss it. I have a huuuuuuuge stack of papers to grade this weekend and there's no way I can finish it all. I will miss the fun moments, those moments when a kid grasps a new concept, the sweet moments. I've had plenty of those, but there are a lot of grindy days in between. Right now, I'm half dreading, half looking forward to attending the school musical, Beauty & the Beast. A couple of my kids are in it and they have worked so hard. I hope they do well this evening.