Couch 214: The chihiro couch

I totally get that! I bawled like a baby at my son's preschool 'graduation'. And I admit it, all the ones that came after that too. But, the biggest cryfest of all was the preschool one for some reason....

I just finished my last assignment of the semester, our reflection essay. I hadn't realized that it's due the 18th - for some reason, I thought I had until the 21st! I saw last night that nope, it's due Monday. Oops! I had to get up early today anyway to go have bloodwork done again, so as soon as I got home from that I got to work on it. I am happy that it flowed pretty easily.

I will just STRRRETCHTCHTCH out then!

Hugs...I can understand the sadness. I've read posts from teachers where they're really missing their students as well...

Thanks for the validation. It's really bittersweet. I took some pictures of her outside today with her sign. We're allowed to go into the school briefly next week to pick up their belongings and a goodie bag, but it's not the same.

And I talked to T1 on the phone today because his internet was down. I started getting emotional on the call and he could tell and called me out on it. I've only been seeing him for 3 months and today was the first time I got close to crying. He agreed to be present for my CPS family team meeting on the 3rd. It was nice to hear he'll be "present" for that since it's on Zoom since ex T T wouldn't be.

Why do strangers keep wanting to tell me about their feelings about the virus? I don't care - just go do the thing you are supposed to be doing. And my idiotic colleagues (in a bigger group - the actual people I work next to in my department at my university know better) who keep clogging up list-servs with their whiny *** feelings are just gunking up email. One sent out an email today telling us all that she was leaving the profession to be a therapist. That is what is wrong with lawyering today -too many touchy feely goofs who for some unknown reason want to be therapists instead of lawyers - perhaps the term counselor confuses them. And before they leave legal education, they have to dumb down the classroom and make feelings a part of it all. If I get one more email about how we need to make this year special for the students and how sad everyone feels about everything but everyone is brave for reasons I don't understand - I may snap. Not being dead or sick doesn't make you brave. It might make you lucky -but not brave. And the misuse of the word hero is a rant brewing for another day.

I am taking sociology 101 in the first summer session online (I need more credit hours to take the interesting advanced courses in sociology, psychology, and econ). The professor let her 7th grader set the discussion questions. (Which she tells us is OK because the kid is academically gifted.)

I am so speechless I don't even know how to snark about that.

ETA: I wonder how loan dog would feel about grading quizzes?

I... what? Why would she do that and then tell you that she did that? I just... what?

My grandfather was a college mathematics professor. Near his retirement he got sick of grading exams so he asked me to grade his final exams. I was 15 and had never taken calculus. He paid me in beer (again, I was 15).

Hopefully he gave you an answer key? And the beer was good beer?

Dont tell trump! He might buy your story, and you'll be left like Kramer on Seinfeld, no stories to tell!

SD, you might like this story. A cousin posted a video of her daughter talking about cooties and masks etc, and the little girl concluded her lecture with, "and sneeze germs travel really far, i know because my brother sneezed and he had to remake our dad's cappuccino."

Im leaving her all my junk.

I just registered for my summer class, I decided to take Developmental Psych.

He did give me an answer key and told me I could give partial credit if I wanted

It was terrible, cheap beer but I was a teenager so I thought it was great at the time

I figured I'll tell my parents I'm not returning through my partner. He's a lot more assertive than I am, and immune to Mum's guilt trips or Dad's threats. And he can block them afterwards.

I've started to have nightmares where I'm back in the family home and being prevented from leaving. I don't think I can stay with my friend after lockdown ends, so I'm trying to find a suitable room to rent. It's really costly to have a private room, and most listings are for shared rooms. But if I return to the family flat, I might never have the courage to leave again.

Hugs QM

I had to flee my parents house because of emotional abuse when I was 20 - it was the best decision I ever made - no regrets to this day!

I don't regret leaving too (emotional abuse, threats of physical abuse). I left on mother's day.

But I'm worried I'll become homeless after lockdown ends. DV agencies here in my country aim to keep familied together, including when there's ongoing hitting and emotional abuse.

I'm really scared, una. Both parents drilled it into me well into my twenties (Mum with slapping, Dad with threats) that I will never survive the outside world and come crawling back.

I can stay with this friend until lockdown ends... Which is the start of June. I need to get a new place to stay and I've never done so before. Leaving was terrifying enough. My parents don't have my new number but I gave it to my sister and younger brother. My worst fear is having to return.

Hugs, QM. I hope you can find a room to rent that's affordable.

Another morning walk in the city

Stupid tasty feelings.

Blargh, somehow I ended up getting scheduled for two isolated night shifts, tonight and tomorrow night. Damn COVID.

Good news is that I'm on a week of backup call after that, so unless I get called in a bunch I should have time to recover. Better news is that after this weekend I'm not on nights until the last week of June (which, coincidentally, is my last week of residency!).

My partner offered to help with rent, and my friend (who is also a landlord) checked regulations. I can stay with her, even if it's in the living room. We came to a rental agreement.

My partner and I feel strongly it's better I stay with someone who's proven trustworthy rather than complete strangers.

Sure my Dad did "forbid" me to stay with any of my friends, citing that they're strangers to HIM, but that's because he's abusive and controlling and before adulthood, all my"friends" had to be known to him.

I managed to order my preferred brand of toilet paper and paper towels today. I should probably buy a lottery ticket...

You ARE a lucky duck. I caved to covid and got 48 rolls of lavender scented angel soft tp. PPE now means Permanently Pink Endzone!