A-pathetic

Wow, so much has happened since the last post. It's silly to imagine that I would actually be able to update anything, or that anyone would even care, so the bits and pieces will probably come out in the writing I'll be doing for the next few months. Besides, the one person who reads this blog already knows what has happened.

To summarize, I fear that I've fallen from grace. I'm no longer a hip 7th/8th grade teacher who sings in a band and does crazy stuff. I'm a fourth grade teacher now, and I was kicked out (along with 6 other bandmates) of the world beat band I sang in last November because of "downsizing." Who knew that downsizing was even a term I had to reckon with as a member of a band? Anyway, it's all right because I wasn't wholeheartedly into their music anyway. Currently I'm trying to start my own band from the wreckage of the breakup, but at the moment I have no vision and I'm just a singer, so I feel a little helpless. We'll see what happens there.

When all this first started happening, I went from being lifelong blond to coloring my hair until it was jet black. I don't know why I did it, certainly not because of all the stars in Hollywood doing the same thing, but it was almost like a rite of passage or something. It was how I felt on the inside. My hair is still black, and I really quite like it.

Anyway, my blog should now be called tales of my drab, blue Velux blanket. I'm not sure what I will write about, but I will attempt to make it interesting. At the moment, I am being heavily scrutinized by my principal, (her daughter is in my class!) and a team of people who have decided, rightly or not, to make me their personal project this year. So, many of my school days are filled with a panel/committee of People With Clipboards who monitor my delivery of lessons, my dealings with parents and even the tone and quality of my voice. Adding to the fun, my daughter is in my class, so we have lots of experiences together. Yeah, there's more, it will just be different. Change is good, after all.