Long and Short

I’m a short person. I’m technically around the average height for females in the U.S. but compared to my friends and peers, I’m a LITTLE (ha, get it?) on the short side.

Now, I’m not here to complain about my height. I’m here to complain about my tolerance for irritating events. My height is a little relevant to this, because my tolerance is also short.

I work at a private school for kids K-8. I love kids. I plan to have a few of my own one day, but that’s not here nor there. I love kids, but if I had a small chip of a penny, not even half of a penny, but just a fragment of one, for every time I had to tell a kid to “stop” or make them say sorry to another kid, I’d be able to send my awesome kid from the future to this insanely expensive school.

Today, I had a little girl and boy call an older kid dumb for also wanting to play with Legos. And I had to walk them through every single step of what happened and explain why they were in the wrong, but none of these kids can accept that maybe they themselves were the “wrong one” and my patience left my body and I quickly wrapped up the whole situation. It was a large test on my small bit of tolerance for irritating situations.

I’m irritable because I’m generally positive and upbeat, and things that bring that to a halt bring me to a smaller level. I’ll keep making the puns, I promise. Leave this page now if that’s going to be an issue.

But I persevered and did my job. Now, I get to unwind and be normal old Cornie.

I did get a visit from someone I absolutely hate today. She’s always a bitch, and she’s unrelenting until she decides to leave, and even then, sometimes she lingers at the door. Ladies, you guessed it! Gentlemen, probably not. But it’s Mother Nature! She’s never satisfied when she leaves you feeling okay! She wants you sore all over and aching from every limb right before you plan to do something! She’ll make you cry as she floods your body with unlimited amounts of estrogen and anger! Well, I’m angry and sad at the same time for that part of it, so not as angry.

But I bring this up because my irritation levels soar during this marvelous time. And I’m self conscious about it, too, so it’s an immediate burst of anger followed by intense self reproaching.

Anyways, today was a long day for a short person, and I’m glad it’s nearly done.

This week has felt like a month. Has anyone else felt that way this week? It could just be me.