so i had to observe this morning, and i was out of my house by 8 am to assure that i'd be there by 8:30. of course, i was there by 8:06, which left me a whole lotta time to sit and reflect. see, this morning as i drank my delicious chocolate raspberry coffee (courtesy of the dutchess county fair), i went over my first case. his iep, his goals, etc. and i was so overwhelmed that i immediately got a migraine. so much to keep in mind. and i know that once i get in there and start working w/him, i'll be okay. i mean, i'm good at what i do. i really really am. but my problem is that i HATE being new at something; i hate not being an expert. it drives me crazy. i hate not knowing what to expect. i hate the anticipation. i hate coming up with scenarios in my mind. i was even nervous about this observation this morning...why? all i had to do was sit and watch. and of course it went perfectly fine. and the therapist was wonderful and so helpful. but i'm still quite freaked out. it is even more frustrating bc i know that once i'm in, all will be well. so i try to tell myself that, but to no avail.
juliet has a fever of 100 today, so i'm pretty sure we are not going to labor day. even tho i have since given her medicine and put her in her crib to rest, and she is just screaming and carrying on like she's fine.
haha, i just reread that paragraph, and i notice that i use the term "labor day" as an actual thing to go to. let me explain. my family does this huge labor day picnic every single year, and its pretty much come to be known as "labor day" as an entity of its own. i really hate it. i'm not sad not to be going.
i feel like crizzap myself. i'm weak and spinny. fantastic. cannot wait to start working and school. blah.
plus, andy has to work all day. what the hell? i thought labor day was the international day to not work. right? get it? labor day? dumb.
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