Back to the Grind

So I with my doc’s ok I went back to work on Friday. It was nice to be back with the babies again. It’s been pretty busy, since a lot of the babies stay right up until close at 6pm, so it’s always a major rush to get everything done that needs to get done. And god forbid I miss anything in the way of cleaning, or I get a nasty note from the opening teacher about it. I swear, one more note about bringing ALL the laundry down or cleaning fingerprints off of the mirror and I’m gonna beat her with that damn notebook. I don’t know why she feels the urge to make a note of any little thing that gets missed…and yet she won’t talk to me about any of it (or anything at all) while we’re together in the middle of the day. If she doesn’t have the ability to communicate effectively (as opposed to passive-agressive note-writing) she shouldn’t be the head teacher. Period. There’s more to teaching than just being good with the kids. And with that rant, I’m off to work. It would be so much more pleasant if she wasn’t there.