Well Taken Care Of

I had a very frustrating day at work today, which was a bummer to say the least. There came a point in the day where I had to fight with every fiber in my body not to scream at a bunch of people to shut the hell up. I've spent every weekday for the past few months with my clinical instructor and she's about to get on my last damn nerve.

I feel like I'm being taken advantage of, and that doesn't really fly with me. The woman has the balls to complain to me about how exhausted she is after I've taught her classes for her for the past 2 months. I have 4 major projects due in the next 3 weeks, plus 200 student papers to read and grade. When I asked if she might help me grade, she acted like I was asking her to lick a trash can. She had the audacity to tell me, "this is what it will be like when you start teaching, get used to it." I kindly reminded her that when I'm teaching I won't have 4 big projects that are the culmination of my college career due when I'm teaching. To that she replied, "Well, I might be able to grade one class." I wanted to bitch slap her. I really am almost to the end of my rope. I decided I'll try my best to get it all done, but whatever is left at the end of the semester is her problem. I love the kids but at this point graduating is more important to me than grading their papers. Ugh! I just had to let that out.

There is good news, however; I won't be going back tomorrow. I'm driving Hubby to a doctor an hour and a half away. My mamacita let me borrow her laptop so I'll be working on my project that is due Thursday and grading papers in the waiting room. I also found out some really great things from my parents today.

Now, I try not to be materialistic, but sometimes I just can't help myself. I like nice things, and I like having money. My dad told me today that he and my mom are planning on giving me a sizeable monetary graduation gift, he told me to think in the thousands and to stop worrying about having plenty of money to put down on a car. I am so stoked! They also told me that they'd pay for the catering for my graduation shindig. I decided I wanted Moe's at the party and was planning to pay for it myself. When I told them that they didn't need to buy B-B-Q stuff they then insisted on paying for the catering, since they had planned on paying if we went out to dinner or did the B-B-Q thing. I think I may take a small chunk of my gift and buy myself a super luxurious day at the spa, or a nice new outfit where I don't have to look at price tags. I know it might seem silly to some, but to feel totally spoiled for a day can be nice every once in a while.