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epitome of incomprehensibility
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I forgot to write this before, but I'm no longer working full-time at the tutoring centre. Last term, it was a good thing, and it was my idea: in October, I couldn't keep up with the all the classes I was doing while also being a full-time secretary. November and December went well - I had a lot of classes, I wrote the majority of that textbook I mentioned, and I also had other admin tasks such as phone interviews.
But now that C. is in the main admin role, they're not going to switch back. She's much better at it than I am, having a more organized approach, plus administrative training and experience in Columbia. I am glad she was able to take that on, since she deserved a better salary, and she's better able to handle B.'s complaints (remaining calm and assertive, for the most part - I was either irritable or doormatty). And yes, B. is still difficult: holding people to organizational standards he himself can't follow, interrupting people to talk about his new ideas, being argumentative and largely refusing to take blame. That didn't change with a different admin.
In short, I wouldn't want that stress back. But lack of work is a problem, since January is always quiet for the tutoring place and I haven't had many classes. Usually I make more money than I spend every month except December (and maybe July or August) but now January was also that way.
I'm not as broke as I used to be, I have savings, but it's just... economic anxiety? And immigrants are (sort of) taking my jobs? (Note that immigrants gave me the job in the first place.) So nope, still not buying the Trumpublicans.
Not that you'd think I would. But I retroactively detect some snobby middle-class conventionality in myself when my cousin L. told me (in the fall) that her schedule at her movie-theatre job is variable and she doesn't get the same day off each week. My reaction was pity: "That must be hard, not having weekends." (At that point I had around 8 hours of work on weekends.) And now I'm in a similar and poorer boat.
The most frustrating thing is when I've had time to write, but I wasted time instead. I did make some progress, but I resolve that, as far as it depends on me, February will be better.
This is my term to launch or finish the writing projects. In the summer I want to a) apply to other teaching jobs and b) move. From now to May. Ready, set, go.
(Upon which I go forth to eat lunch. Well, I have to eat, don't I?)
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