Just Pass Me By

Normally I do not write about work, but I kind of wanted to now just not to break confidentiality which I think I can keep from doing, it not like I sale prom dresses, so I have to be careful on what I say. I get excited when the kids I work with accomplish things, and when they make headway. I work with children who are autistic, it is sometimes hard but my little one been growing and learning very fast. Today he played with another little one, peek-a-boo which is something I have never seen him do before. This is a positive thing. Now if I can find something to motivate him to say sounds.

Normally I do not write about work because of confidentiality issues, and I not want to lose my job for saying something that should not be said. I love my job and simply do not want to do anything that would jeopardize it. So why am I frustrated and how could I be with a job, I love. Everyone who reads my blogs knows by now I only work part-time, I do not earn a lot of money. I will not talk about my wages or my title. I will just say I am barely making ends met as it is. Today I found out that I will be losing anywhere from 15 to 30 minutes worth of time each day. Oh I am not happy, I mean that can be close to 3 hours every paycheck and those 3 hours of pay I do use. Now here’s my problem even though I have the option of doing something called noon-hour which would be great. The problem is this is not a option because of dad living with us and me only being allowed out of the home for 4 hours a day. So why am I frustrated it feels like I am making a lot of sacrifices. Having my wages cut because of my time at work being cut means I have less money to get things I want, and my budget is already tight.
I guess I am just frustrated with coming to work everyday, doing my job to the best of my ability and then being told by the way you don’t get the hours you started with in the beginning. So now I will have to figure out how to save up money for a new pair of womens boots, because my winter boots have a whole in them. Well I guess my book reading and gaming allowance gets cut down.
I still love my job and I am not happy with what they decided to do. I would have been happier if I was told that I was losing a close to a half our a day. This would have made me feel better, because then I could have choose this for myself and you know because I love my job I would have simply done it. Now I love my job and frustrated because I feel like it wasn’t my decision to cut down my pay. Considering when they send home people because they are overstaffed I will go home. Oh well I guess there’s nothing I can do. I might need to actually start taking the money Dad supposed to pay me monthly, or at least some of it. Well I much rather then than being laid off.

Today I will say was not a good day… It started good, and within 30 minutes of working, I ended up needing to go and see the doctor. It was me or the kid and I choice the kid. My knee is all bruised up and now I have to go and see the specialist in a week. My tendons are a little over stretched. It hurts to walk on it and I am in an immobilizer when walking. At least nothing was broken; the knee would not be a good place to break. They are starting to do x-rays digitally wonder how big their
video cards are there to get this information.
Well, I was simply walking my kid over to a window that showed our reflection wanting to get a reaction guess I gave him a fun ride. I kept from landing on him but landed with all my weight on my knee. At least my work will cover the injuries and expenses but I feel bad.

Now my job is a little different then it is at the other center a little bit, where we speak with the parents a little. I have found for I speak I am thinking a lot harder about what I want to say. I do not want to upset a person because I phrase something wrong, even if I am innocent in doing it. Now I will say when I slowdown and think it tends to make me sound stupid, or slow. I am a very direct person so it very hard for me to think of what I wanting to say and then putting it in a less direct way. Now I am not saying I go totally from where I would naturally be.
I wish I was like my husband in some regard to knowing how to say things, like good
fat burner goes after the fat. He seems to be able to beat around a bush and people get it and I try I get asked a lot of question, so then a simple conversation for me ends up being a very long one. I do not mind talking to parents, but I do not want to make them upset because a lot of them are just know finding out whats going on, and I do not want to make it worst.

Today was my last day at my company, and when I get back, I start at the new place. I am a little excited but still nervous. I normally do not want to go to the potlucks at work but I decided I would go today to say good bye to some of my friends. I guess the main place is going to experience a lot of change because some of us long timers are leaving. It nice to know I do not have to worry about a job, and finding a new one. I love my job and I wouldn’t quiet it if I were paid too. I am always happy at work, even though I get nervous with new situations. I spoke to one of my coworkers who will be at my new location. I am glad I have a couple of friends there; I won’t know any of the kids but that okay. I am looking forward to learning more and growing more. As always, there wasn’t much I could eat but I ate a little bit then went home and had lunch with dad, because he wanted me to come home.
It was hard not to cry today, I don’t know why but it was hard. I know I will love my new location just as much and maybe more because it will be a shorter drive.
One thing I worry about any kid I am around is them getting cigarettes; it is so easy getting them now that you can buy stuff on line like
e-cigarettes. What I would like to know is how they know for sure that the purchasers are over 18. The other thing that concerns me is that I remember being a kid and thinking that it was cool to have the candy ones. We should probably think about not allowing it to be so easily accessed.

Changes are good. I do not often write about work, because I have to be careful with confidential information of my clients. I have worked for the same company for a year and six months, and I am moving up the way I aught too. I love my job, recently they open a new center in my town, and I told my supervisor I was willing to work over there. There were a few people ahead of me on the list. I wasn’t too worried about this because I love my job and I do not care about the drive, it’s not a bad drive. The winters it unpleasant but I still can handle it.
The other day I was sent home early my little one wasn’t feeling good, and wanted only someone who knew him well, which sometimes happens, I floated into the room. He had a meltdown which I couldn’t track normally I can track why a child had a meltdown. This time I wasn’t able to track, why he had his meltdown. Since I wasn’t needed in the room anymore I went to my supervisor to find out if I was needed in another room but I wasn’t so I got to go home early.
Before I lift I was asked if was still interested in the other location, I said yes. It’s a new center and I guess I am one of the highest-level d.t. there, which means I have to be a good role model and kind of be a coach and mentor to them. At least this is what they told me is expected of me. No problem I can do that. Today was my last day working with one of my kids, and tomorrow is my last day with my other kid and I am honestly a little sad. I got a card from my room today, I wonder where they get their brochure printing done because I have seen the same card to a few people. I am not complaining the card is designed nicely. So tomorrow is my last day at the main center that I am used to going to everyday. Something I have been thinking about is making new friends. I do not make friends easily at work, I talked to people in my room and in training groups, but I never really talked to other until the last few months. I know this is a good thing for me. It will be nice for me to be closer to home and use less gas. It will also be nice because my supervisor trusts me to go over there and be a leader of sorts. Plus it’s a new center and I know how it ought to look according to them, so we will see if this change is as good as it seems.

Lets see work is going great and I still love my job, grant it I wish at times I did not have so much time off. Oh well, time off is a good thing when you can swing renting a cabin and getting out of the city for a week. So I am looking forward to it. I know the cabin will not have any walk in bathtubs but neither do we other then hubby’s and its a tiny shower, here at home. It will be nice to see how the dog handles here self this summer on our vacation I know hubby doesn’t trust her, I do but I don’t at the same time. I also know if we never give her a chance to be well behaved she will never learn what is expected of her.
This quarter my absences have improved a lot and I think it has a lot to do with working in the morning. Last quarter I got very ill at the end. I could have had 2 strong quarter but that didn’t happen. It seems dad doesn’t keep me home to much if I am not at home at noon for him to complain to. He will sometimes try but I ask him if something wrong or tell him to talk to Craig. Not that I want hubby to miss work, but shoot at least if he gets stopped its only for a couple hours and he don’t miss the entire day. For some reason dad never tries the same things he does with me.
We are going to one of the places hubby took mom and dad, I doubt after this time we will ever get to take dad back. Hubby and I might get to go back sometime but maybe not never know what going to happen.
All I know is I need a vacation one away from the city, it might do dad good but his Alzhiemers is progress and it seems faster now.

Well the new dress code isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. It a lot easier then getting disability insurance when you have preexisting conditions. Well the dress code at work is no printed t-shorts or sweets or designs that are questionable I guess would be the best way to explain it. I would say nothing on t-shift is okay, as long as it clean but the no sweat type of material bugs me. some of my comfortablest clothes are made from fabric like sweats.
Wow ever notice words like sweets and sweats are so easy to spell wrong. Some words are worst like where, were, there, their, they’re never know which one or than and then, yeah those words are a joy to figure out. I am sure there are more I just haven’t thought about to night.
Today I understood why we couldn’t wear cartoon characters which it now makes since. Some of the cartoons out there well have very adult type themes.

I been playing a lot of an internet game, but today it wasn’t a good escape from lives reality. I am not saying that it not a part of my reality but sometimes it ends up well adding a little more stress. To be honest I wouldn’t even be playing the game if it wasn’t for a couple of other players, and enjoying their company. I can’t leave the house for long periods of time, and this week I had a week vacation. I have been home most of the time, and now my cat getting friesky with the teddy bears.
Between when my husband leaves and I get home dads only by his self for about 4 hours. He normally doesn’t get up before I get home and tell him its time to eat. He sleeps almost all day, and is up part of the night, so some nights I get little sleep and get up early. Some nights he sleeps through that then I get enough sleep. Sometimes I come home from work and take a nap.
I am a lot happier with my job, its not so new any more my last job was stuffing in envelopes of fresh catalog printing, and general office work. It was boring and I hated it now I work with autistic kids and I am a lot happier. I look forward to going to work, and boy is it nice to actually want to go to work and not dread it..

The next couple of months aught to be frustrating. My job decided no t-shirts with logos and we have to have a dress code. I work with children who are between the ages of 2 years to about 7 years old, and anyone who has kids knows; wearing business casual Friday type clothes isn’t going to be smart. It not like I work at some company like CLA, where a business dress code is needed, I almost bet the dress code is coming from upper management who don’t realize how dirty and sticky we get at work. Apple sauce will soon become a nightmare along with yogurt. Most of the art stuff is washable so that won’t matter.
Now I can understand t-shirt with no logos and no jeans with tears or what have you. I understand no tight fitting clothes, or flip flop shoes, but if we have to dress casual with children it a lot of clothes to be damaged. Oh well, Now I love my job. I will probably get a few pears of pants, and several t-shirt which have nothing on them. I understand dress codes are needed but I hate having them because normally I do not wear clothes that are bad and if I wear logos I try not to words.