When does the drama end?

Apparently the high school drama continues throughout life, despite the efforts I put in to get away from it.  I thought I had found a fun job when I decided nearly 3 years ago to become a Group Fitness Instructor.  I could teach classes during the day while the kids are in school, and be available to them before and after school - shuffling them to all the places they need to be.  Earning a little extra income doing something that I love (or used to) was just too perfect.  I had great mentors who took the time to ensure that I was going to succeed and offered the very difficult, but accurate constructive criticism that one needs to be great!  And then those individuals left. Or were fired.

And now, we are stuck with high school drama.  The new lead person is not a leader.  She hires her friends to help her out.  The drama has escalated and the job I jumped out of bed for and got butterfly's driving to is now the last thing on earth I want to do.  But I don't want to quit.  I want to write a letter to the powers that be, but I'm afraid they will fall on death ears.  What I really want is equality for all instructors.  Instead of 26 instructors teaching 37 classes when there are a total of 40 instructors to choose from.....why do some instructors not have classes at all?  That's it...I'm going to write my letter.

My Little Chef

Silly faces - R age 4.5 in Japanese Steak house in Atlanta

Sunflowers

Anyone that knows me, knows that I adore sunflowers. Anyone that knows me also knows that I'm not the brightest light in the hall. We had a wonderful sunflower display out the kitchen window this summer. It was so amazing watching a few continue to grow taller than the kitchen window and then nearly every hour change as a pedal here and a pedal there would show it's face to the sky. Once all the splendor was gone - despite rarely getting any water due to the heat and dryness this year (did you know that sunflower roots are very shallow?), it was time to cut them down. Again, seeing as how I'm not the smartest blonde on the block, I simply tossed the dried flora into the big blue trashcan, and walked away. It was truly only moments later - I hadn't even made it as far as the back door - the realization hit me that there might be seeds where there once was sundrenched color. Good grief - look at all those seeds. These photos are from only one of the largest of two or three sunflowers. I could not begin to count how many seeds are on there. What is most inspiring is how they are all lined up forming a fantatic pattern, and then mind-blowing how only one seed can produce something so huge to keep giving so abundantly.

Hi

Maybe I'll get back to sharing my life on here instead of Facebook.  Seems you can't say anything on there anymore without losing a job or a friend or whatever.  So how have you been?

All Done

It's too hard and I'm failing bad. So I'm All Done losing my mind trying to lose weight. If it comes off, then great. If it doesn't come off, then I'll be fat and happy. Probably not really happy, but I'll be fat. It's the latest American fad....jump on board.

February 3

Just reread last months little bit....was good to read that again.
So, I've come the realization that I've been trying to get down these two paths, and I barely get started before I'm pushed off. I wait a bit, then try again and get pushed off. It must be time to walk back home and re-evaluate a new path. I hope this re-evaluation time won't take too long...I'm getting bored and need some spark.