Three months since my last posting. My old house is still up for sale. No buyers, not even a nibble. It’s priced at the bottom of the market, but also a short sale – and no one will touch it because they know the bank moves about as quickly as a dead man.
Therefore, I continue to bleed money, my credit rating is dropping, and it’s most likely I will face foreclosure. How can anyone go through this type of situation without becoming angry and bitter?
Finally, to top off this happy season, today started with a meeting at school. Unhappy parents who have been observing my colleagues and myself, taking notes, spreading negative rumors and more recently photographing us and our students during lessons without permission asked for another meeting to resolve disagreements about our instruction and the academic struggles of their child. Today’s meeting started with a lot of tension. Over a period of forty-five minutes is devolved into scurrilous accusations on our professionalism. When my colleague was insulted directly and in a personal fashion, two of us stood up and walked out. This may have been the worst day of my professional life.
After that disaster, I had to go the the market and buy antacid before I picked up my students and took them on a field trip. Though the trip went well, eight hours later I’m still having trouble letting go of the tension. And because I am a professional, I have to be discreet and circumspect about what I say to friends and other parents who know there is a great deal of tension at school of late. Yet the two nasty parents who now hate us spread falsehoods and try to destroy the good reputations my colleagues and I have been building for more than ten years.
I want to crawl into a hole and cry myself to sleep.
