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I know, you're all feeling really sad for me that I've had to go back to work. Your sympathy oozes like...oozy stuff. I've been back for 2 weeks, and it's weird. It always takes a bit to get back into the swing of things, but especially this year where it's a new school, more TAs and kids to organise. I'm also doing straight resource, no teaching, which is weird because I don't really know what to do with my whole day if I don't have classes to prep for. I know as I get to know the kids and teachers better, there will be lots to do, but for now all I have is scheduling and updating SEPs, which is fine, but not really interesting stuff.

Our TV broke. Our big, beautiful LCD Christmas present tv. The sound flicked off one day, then came back, then the next day the picture flicked a couple of times, and then the day after that, there was no picture, minimal sound, and a really annoying high pitched whistling sound. So, I called the manufacturer, and they said we could send it back there, or return it to the store if that was easier. I opted for back to the store. I definitely did not still have the original packaging, since the box had its flaps glued, so we had to rip the crap out of it to get the tv out, and it was recycled shortly after that. Driving to Moncton (Costco) was a far better option than buying a giant box and enough packing crap to protect a giant tv. Also, Costco is fun. So, we went, returned the TV with basically no questions asked, got a full refund, and bought a new, better one. Same size, better name. It's actually apparently wider though, because it won't fit on the shelf where the other TV was. Odd. It's sure pretty though. I was in withdrawl for the couple of days we had to watch our little (21") TV. You can hardly read the info on the tv guide thing, it's not cool. So, we have the new TV sitting on the boy's little desk, which works for tonight, but I'm pretty sure he won't be happy tomorrow. I guess we'll have to buy a new stand, which is annoying. And maybe expensive.

I am feeling like a giant pile of crap, but hopefully will start to feel better soon. I started a cold Sunday, before I even came back into contact with the germy kids at school. Not cool. I am tired, and it is late, and the boy gets up at 7, max, so I guess it's bedtime.