in a funk

Do you ever have days where you're just in a funk for no good apparent reason? My funk today has been building for the past little while and it seems the funk-ness keeps getting compounded.

Today, the principal was 20 minutes late to the ethics overview he was supposed to give us. Reason? He was in the weights room working out and didn't have the time. Lame.  Given the fact that I can't seem to find anything good about his leadership style and everything that is wrong with my school stems from him, he just annoys me and when he's late to a meeting we had to be there for at 8 on a teacher work day AND last Friday we (the faculty) got yelled at for arriving late to school... I have a hard time with glaring hypocracy... and that he laughed and yelled at me for asking a question in that same faculty meeting. (Have I mentioned I'm considering switing to the charter school the principal is trying to fight since it's opening in our boundaries?)

Let's see, my boyfriend and I have seen each other for less than 2 hours since last Saturday. I realized this week that my days aren't really complete without seeing him and just texting or talking on the phone is sort of annoying at this point in time. We sort of scared ourselves last weekend and put ourselves on "restriction" for this week and I guess indefinitly. Sometimes it would be easier to just elope so we could get it all over with and just be done with all the rules. Oh, and a job he applied for this week was denied him because he's divorced with kids and that just doesn't work for their company's travel requirements. Understandable? Yes. Annoying? Totally.

I have two roommates (long story on how I acquired a second one... ). One of them has a job but is dealing with a dumb boy who is doing everything he can to sabotage their relationship and since I've been around since the beginning of it, I get to be a counselor for its demise. The other roommate doesn't have a job and since she pays me rent, I get to hear all the stories of how nothing is working out.

My mom's platelets haven't moved in weeks and the blood tests didn't show anything wrong with her blood (that's good news) but she hasn't had chemo in 5 weeks or something and she can feel her intestines getting squeezed even more. They gave her some chemo today to do something for it but without higher platelet counts...

I got called a witch (but the other word with a b) by a student when I asked her why she was trying to turn in an assignment 3 weeks late. She got mad when I kept trying to get an answer. No matter how thick your skin is, getting called mean names in front of a classroom full of students is never pleasant. I realized this week that while I used to be able to think of quirky, funny jr high moments everyday, this year, I'm just annoyed.

I am in a really, really bad funk. It's almost laughable how bad it is. Having snow today didn't really help. I guess I just feel like the respository of bad stories from others (at home, school, relationship, family, etc.) and there's neither an escape nor an end in sight.

Boo.