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Today was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. And I need to get it out so that I can be done with it and move on and have a better tomorrow.

It started all clogged up. Boo allergies.

Then my morning at school started with one of my kids not wanting to come to the classroom. Apparently, he din't even want to get off the bus. So they gradually worked at getting him off the bus, into the building, into the office, etc. So he hung out in the time out room for a while until he was ready. He wasn't ready until morning recess (9:45). So... I get my class ready for recess. Tell a few of them that weren't finished with their morning work to go to the classroom next door to finish and they can go to recess when they are finished. Well... one of my boys (who I haven't had ANY problems with) apparently didn't understand that he could go to recess when he was finished and went and hid behind my bookshelf because he was mad. So I drop them off at recess and happen to run into boy number 1 getting ready to leave the time out room and head for class. So I walk with him (wasn't how I had planned to spend my only break before lunch, but whatev) and am in the classroom helping him get his stuff put up for the day when I discover boy number 2 hiding. Basically pouting that he was missing recess. Meanwhile, the other four kids that had to do their work have already gone on to recess because they went and DID THEIR WORK. So I calmly explain this to him. And he decides the correct response is to beat his head against his desk. Nice. So I tell him to please stop, that it hurts me when he does that. Then I remember that one of my kids was supposed to spend his morning recess in the office practicing how to sit on the bus... so I get boy number 1 and try to get boy number 2 to go with me to get boy number 3 off the playground. Boy number 2 decides to curl up in the corner and ignore me. So I tell him the choice is his: He can walk up with me like a first grader or I can call the office and have somebody come to get him. I manage to get him to hold my hand and walk up with me. On the way, we run into the counselor. I tell her we're having a rough morning and she takes boy number 2 off my hands. Go out to the playground. And boy number 3 isn't there. Whoops? Maybe he's in the classroom downstairs finishing his work? So boy number 1 and I go on inside, past the office (where we see boy number 3 is sitting... whew. Good job kid for being responsible). Boy number 2 apaprently spent the majority of the rest of the morning screaming and yelling and throwing a fit in the time out room. He was the last one I needed to finish testing with this week so I can start my reading groups. So irritating.

The day got a little better from there... but I've never had a kid in the time out room. EVER. And I had two in there before our day even really started! It could have been worse... at least he walked up calmly with me. And when he finally managed to come back to my room, he was all smiles for the rest of the day. And the principal admitted I had my hands full this year. That alone makes me feel like I have a little bit of support.

Still all clogged up. Went to Target where my total was 66.67. Then on the way home, driving down my street, a black cat that I've never seen before ran in front of my car. I'm not superstitious or anything but after the day I had... it was all too coincidental. Especially when I had just been wondering if God was punishing me for not going to our weekly prayer/praise meeting this morning. Which is ridiculous, I know. But still.

Oh. And when I called my mom to talk to her about it all yesterday, she didn't feel well and wasn't exactly pleasant to talk to. When all I wanted was to chat. And today, I just needed a shoulder and didn't have one. I'm sad.

But tomorrow will be better. I have good things to look forward to and I really hope my allergies clear up. And Beatles Rockband rocks. Now my night time allergy medicine is taking affect. Causing drowsiness. And my bed is calling.