Oh, Internets. Working! It's like someone expects me to show up somewhere else on time and pay attention! My students are hilarious in so very many ways, not least that their response to everything including 'You just got an F on this assignment' is 'Yes, ma'am.' Sometimes I can't tell if I'm awful at teaching, or they're awful at lab science; probably mostly option B, but it's hard for me to know in advance in what ways they will spectacularly screw up this week's lab. But some of them are good! On the other hand the density of water is never THREE g/mL! THINK, CHILDREN!!! It's a little like one big Far Side cartoon.
Plus, now I have to drag a kindergartener out the door - on time - every morning. Although I think my spouse is actually doing a fair share of the household work, I still feel put-upon, overburdened, and annoyed at all of it. (The fact that the spouse went to the vet last week probably didn't help much. No, seriously, this is the LAST child. Really. Really, it is.)
I get extremely frustrated with having such small physical limits. If I overdo it, I get exhausted and nauseous. The house is a mess from a combination of moving and three people's semesters starting, but I only have so much energy... so it's not all going to get done. And we still need to have six kinds of tradespeople come fix things (trees, chimney, sump pump, french drain, basement wall, AC!!) which is a pain in the rear. I think I have Arranging Things Fatigue, on top of Not Sleeping Because I'm Pregnant Fatigue and Two Small Children Fatigue.
And while I am a big fan of public schools in general, NO I do not have time to (fill in the blank). Anything. Anything else.
Also, Tatoe is Almost Three and he literally spent seven hours whining so far today. I want to lock myself in the closet with a bottle of bourbon.