88 more days to work, 88 pieces of candy. My mom came up with this genius way to countdown the days until I quit my job. I am very visual and needed something I could see and touch, the calendar with the days marked just wasn't doing it for me. The jar is completely packed full, jammed. I don't think that feels very good....I will be happier when the jar is visibly more empty than full...which is how this lousy job makes me feel, more empty than full.
I had to work today, no students since it was the MLK holiday. Even without students, I was sick to my stomach just being there. I can hardly even muster a smile.
Monday, January 21, 2008
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