At Home With Jane Austen By Tanja Marie Anderson
Pictured with my own little version of Jane.
Barbara Ana Design Make A Wish and the perfect cording I found to go with it.
Crochet mesh bag. A variation of a pattern from Sugar n' Cream
As usual I dreaded going back after a nice long, peaceful break. I love so much being at home, but this doesn't make me any money. It had been totally up in the air as to whether I would coach the Level 5 group again now that it is quite large or was I still "out". I was going to just let it ride until Monday. At last check,12 May, which was the last time I had a serious talk with my boss, she was not sure she wanted me back at Level 5 even though the group was now expanded to 17 girls. Infact my friend Brenda had told me that the boss called Lyla, the Level 8/9, coach to see if she should "help" with the 5 group instead since there were so few Level 8/9 girls left. What is this "help"? I don't know what that even meant! So was it now Jill and Lyla at Level 5 and I' m still out? Or do we need three coaches for that group? I was so afraid to ask. When I confronted the boss about the increased number of Level 5s on 12 May she said that she felt Jill and I did not work well together and that she would have to meet with us to discuss it. All this means is that Jill has been talking badly about me and wants to keep the group to herself. I did not want any meeting. I have coached there for over 7 years now and the boss always gives me good reviews. Then suddenly since about late September things are bad because of the division between me and Jill. That is all it really is. I do not want a meeting because again Jill will use this as a opportunity to take advantage of my shyness and "cooperation" as I buckle under to all she says. She knows I am not good in these situations and she is a very loud, bold talker and will dominate the meeting and make me look like a feeble little fool (AGAIN!)
Surprise, surprise! I guess I am working with the 5s again! It all came out in the usual back-handed way. About 5pm last Friday Sherry, the boss's assistant in the office, called me to tell me my junior group was running on Tuesday and Thursday, but their weren't enough kids for me to stay and teach Level 1 or Level 2. So she says "I guess you just have those hours and your stuff with Team". Sherry doesn't know anything about the Team stuff (except all the crap that I tell her). She could tell I was pissed off because I was kind of short with her and not joking around like I usually do. I asked to talk to Peggy, my boss. I don't know what ever possessed me to do that. I didn't have any index cards prepared on what exactly to say or any sharp and snappy responses to any of the trash she would say to me. Luckily she wasn't in the office so I asked Sherry to leave her a message simply stating "What hours do you want me to be there for Team starting Monday?"..........no names mentioned, no Levels mentioned etc. Peggy called me back in about ten minutes and was in a real laughy/chatty mood. She said she needed me to stay until 9pm with the 5s and then went right into rambling on about who will be at what Level and how many kids we had on Team now. Then I helped her update her roster ( 20 minutes!!) since she really has no idea what kids are where or who has really quit (she confused Morgan, a Level 6 who is staying with Shelby, a Level 7 who has quit!!). The conversation went on it's merry way with no mention of Jill or any of the insults or injuries incurred from that situation! I think she's on drugs...I really do. With all those people helping her in the office and the stacks and stacks of paperwork she keeps on all the kids and Team in general, she really has very little idea of what is actually going on. She told me we had 42 girls on Team until I "found" four more that she had forgotten. I couldn't wait to see what s**t Jill would stir up on Monday night, since she obviously "thinks we don't work well together" Well, nearly 24 hours has passed and all the wheels kept on rolling and the gym continued to run smoothly, according to Peggy who is still completely blind to everything that has gone on since September. Jill tossed me some terrible attitude. Pretty much the pre-teen "whatever" sort of thing every time I asked her opinion on the rotations, number of kids in the group, how will we divide them up, what skills we should focus on. She was really playing it up. I think she was bating me into being "bossy and possessive"....she had accused me of that before and that was her main reason for getting me dumped from the Level 5 group in January. I forced myself to be "Little Miss Sunshine" the entire evening. Everything was marvelous with the kids. Both my Level 4 and Level 5 groups worked very hard and I didn't have any problems. I am in such a pickle over what I should do about Jill's behaviour. Obviously she knows I just "let it slide" all of last season and she got exactly what she wanted. If I go to the boss about last night's little performance then I am the trouble-maker and the tattletale. OK, this is starting to sound so grammar school.
I only get in three days this week as I have found a sub for Thursday so I can be at home with my parents who will be visiting from New Jersey. We are off on Fridays in the Summer anyway. My mom and dad are coming on Thursday (12th) and staying through Father's Day. My dad prefers to spend Father's Day here away from my sister-in-law and all her overblown celebrations and her rather over bearing parents. She attempts these Martha Stewart-like extravaganzas that never seem to come out the way she planned. I think it's because she has been estranged from her own parents for several years. They are barely on speaking terms yet she continues to go through each holiday like an MGM movie production of the 1940's. Makes me think twice about complaining about the relationship I have with my parents.
Hmm, the clouds are rolling in. Actually the shade is a nice break. It is 77 degrees F, rather then 93 as it was the past three days. Don't know if I can get in my walk with Bud before the downpour. Maybe a bit of sewing while these photos upload. Whew, did I throw enough information at you for one post?!