We go back on the 12th for conservatory and they've dropped a ton of work on us at the last minute which is stressing me the fuck out on top of everything else going on right now.Schools back open on 11th of August, possibly part time to gear up but full time by the 18th
Feeling a lot better that I actually know what's happening with my work even if it's still going to be a clusterfuck pragmatically.
We are starting 100% remote (which I counted on) but we have three models to contend with including a hybrid "two cohort" system with 50% of the students at home and the regular classroom model. Because of the disruption that the hybrid model brings (how do you teach a big band or a jazz combo when you only have 50% of the students in class once a week?) they want us to use the two cohort model even in the remote teaching period so that the transition to hybrid is not too rough. Chances are, we'll never get back to the hybrid in-classroom teaching this year since the rule is that our county must have less than 100 cases per 100k population for at last 14 days for our county to be taken off the states' COVID watch list and then the second you get ONE infection in the student or staff populations you're shut down for another 14 days. We should just plan on being remote for the rest of 2020 and see how 2021 starts but I'm willing to bet that around here at least we'll be remote but with the hybrid system in place for the whole year.Maybe I'm being naive (very likely) but we got hammered with stuff in March as the schools were shutting then I got hit for stuff right before the school closed as I'm temporary promoted.
The pragmatic stuff like actually getting the kids back in and into a routine safely is going to be a grind but I'm hoping against hope that all of the background stuff just kind of takes care of itself.
As for the promoted post. It's centred around pupil equity and I get 2 days a week out of the classroom to deal with it. I've NO idea how it's going to pan out this year. Previously it was budgeting, spending, resourcing, tracking what everyone else was doing with my kitty and ultimately seeing if it had made any impact on the poorest kids grades. This year it's going to be a reactionary Health and Well-being thing so it could either be really good and beneficial, both for me career wise, and also for the kids. Or it could be a complete cluster fuck since no one has an idea what we're dealing with long term. I'm not going to sweat it, I've always had a self soothing policy about forgetting starting back until we're a few days into August and I intend to stick to that.
Much mojo.
My outlet for sanity is exercise, as in riding outdoors. Pain keeps me off the bike except for a few short rides per week followed by extra pain.
Sadly, my lumbar pain is excruciating. 7 months without a moment of relief other than a slight dulling from Tramadol or CBD oil. MRI's and X-rays revealed serious bone-on-bone deterioration in my cervical spine (physical therapy helped a little, but can't cure the source), but its pain pales in comparison with the lumbar's, which shows no obvious damage. Throw in elbow and hand pain with weakness and even writing down an address or playing guitar more than a few minutes is difficult. My memory is rapidly declining, so going back to school may not be an option.
I really want to get back to work, but anything I can jump into quickly requires some lifting or hands-on mechanical duties, which are both currently out of reach. Thanks to high deductibles, surgery is no longer an option.
This COVID crap is easy compared to ongoing health issues. Thanks for letting me vent.
Overal is fine but shor term my left knee has been killing me for about a week, pulled muscle or something, nort really in the knee but feels like a pull in the ligaments/muscles around it and just kinda dull pain 24/7 so that's kinda got me in an agitated mood...then my 6 inch extension broke but that will be under warranty when the Matco guy comes on Thursday.....first world problems for the most part.
Much mojo Brian.I mostly stick in the guitar and amp forums, so I'd just seen this. Mojo to all who need, especially Monica.
When this shit started, both my adult kids lived at Casa Krashpad. Son is a greengrocer at Publix, and moved out since he deals with the public as an essential worker, and I am immunocompromised as a result of post-cancer health complications (missing lymph nodes, weekend antibiotics), to help protect me. Daughter had just graduated school but is still home, looking for work despite being certified as as invasive cardiovascular technologist. Ironic, but the plague is making it harder to get a health care job. At least for the time being, in that field. Of course, by being unemployed at least she is not getting exposed. So there's that.
Mrs. Krashpad is a teacher, or media specialist (librarian) anyhow, in a public school. Right now, Florida is one of the most dangerous places in the world for coronavirus, as a result of our idiot Trumpist Governor. She is SERIOUSLY considering retiring rather than going back, if the schools reopen, brick and mortar, in August. She has a probable post-retirement office job lined up with the teachers' union if she does retire, but still it's a SUPER stressful time for her, since the whole school sitch here is a ridiculous clusterfuck.
Fortunately my antisocial tendencies have finally paid dividends. When the firm, The Law Source, I worked for (since 1984) and co-0wned, dissolved at the end of 2012, I started "telecommuting" to a firm (one of our former TLS clients) down in Ft. Myers, four or five hours south of here. That lasted until early 2018, when a bunch of (other) people quit the Ft. Myers firm, and I was made redundant. Fortunately during those 5 years, I stayed in touch with some other TLS clients around the state, and did side work for them on the weekends. So since 2018, I've been a sole practitioner, but doing the same thing I've always done, and the Ft. Myers firm went from being my full-time employer to one of my clients. My overall income dropped as a result, but since Casa Krashpad's mortgage is paid off, it hasn't been too bad. And since I've been working from home since 1/1/2013 anyhow, my day to day routine is about the same. I just don't go to the credit union in person when the checks come in.
My osteradionecrosis has been slowly advancing, and that's not good. I had my lower left jaw rebuilt with a piece of hipbone and some ankle veins five years ago, and then the neck flesh on that side rebuilt with my left pectoral muscle from my chest. So I am pretty (pardon the pun) disfigured, and have long since given up going out in public without a shemagh, or neckerchief, scarf, or neck gaiter, covering it up. Which I'll admit has not been easy on me psychologically. But at least, now I don't leave the house, so no harm, no foul. And instead of being the ridiculous age 60-something guy that still calls himself Krashpad, now I'm all that plus the guy in the ridiculous scarf thingies. So, lucky to have already been ridiculous I reckon. At any rate, the advancing osteoradionecrosis means that the bone breakdown in my head has resulted in a hole between the back of my mouth and my sinus cavity. Supposed to have that bit checked on in hospital on August 7, but sorry, they're fucked if they think I'm getting within 5 miles of a hospital in Florida right now.
So the health thing is pretty up in the air. Fortunately all the operations cut a lot of nerves, so I'm only in a low-level constant pain, rather than anything debilitating that I can't handle. (Pain mojo to Tig!) I have a big ass bottle of hydrocodone w/an as-needed Rx, but rarely if ever take a dose. I can always self-medicate with beer, and fortunately Total Wine & More™ delivers. so every 3 weeks I get a big-ass delivery and I'm good to go.
Wow. Serious mojo. You can handle this.I don't tend to check in here much, but this is getting real. My parents have been in hospice care since last October (really taking their time!) but very close to kicking it. My dad had kept his marbles intact up to this point, but we very much see the cancer has gotten into his brain. My sister and I are hoping that mom takes him with her - she's now taking no drugs except (lots of) pain meds. The shitty part is that I'm 2K miles away, but my sister lives right there in MadCity. I am just glad that I spent a very few days there in January. My son and I were planning to go back in April, but. I know my sister is having to/going to have to deal with all the shit after they're gone, and there's not really any practical way for me to help. I've offered to help in zoom meetings to deal with some of the 'business' aspects, but...
Meantime, I've suffered two Deloitte audits (covering three years) of my company and my boss is trying to launch a series A round, which will necessitate much interface with Krashpads -- er... lawyers, and all those hilarious sorts. I've been dealing with stuff from the east coast to Japan, which means my workdays start at 7am and run up to 10pm on not-infrequent occasions. Plus, our adult daughter is living with us, which is great because her job has been slashed - she's gone from working full time on a great salary to doing telehealth on an hourly basis, so her pay is a fraction. She's frantically searching for a new job, and she suffers from that toxic anxiety that so many high-achieving millennial woman seem to exhibit. We all love each other very much, but after almost six months of constant togetherness, my wife and I are ready to strangle her, and vice versa.
Phew! This bullshit can't end quickly enough for me. "It will just disappear" my ass...
Much mojo.I don't tend to check in here much, but this is getting real. My parents have been in hospice care since last October (really taking their time!) but very close to kicking it. My dad had kept his marbles intact up to this point, but we very much see the cancer has gotten into his brain. My sister and I are hoping that mom takes him with her - she's now taking no drugs except (lots of) pain meds. The shitty part is that I'm 2K miles away, but my sister lives right there in MadCity. I am just glad that I spent a very few days there in January. My son and I were planning to go back in April, but. I know my sister is having to/going to have to deal with all the shit after they're gone, and there's not really any practical way for me to help. I've offered to help in zoom meetings to deal with some of the 'business' aspects, but...
Meantime, I've suffered two Deloitte audits (covering three years) of my company and my boss is trying to launch a series A round, which will necessitate much interface with Krashpads -- er... lawyers, and all those hilarious sorts. I've been dealing with stuff from the east coast to Japan, which means my workdays start at 7am and run up to 10pm on not-infrequent occasions. Plus, our adult daughter is living with us, which is great because her job has been slashed - she's gone from working full time on a great salary to doing telehealth on an hourly basis, so her pay is a fraction. She's frantically searching for a new job, and she suffers from that toxic anxiety that so many high-achieving millennial woman seem to exhibit. We all love each other very much, but after almost six months of constant togetherness, my wife and I are ready to strangle her, and vice versa.
Phew! This bullshit can't end quickly enough for me. "It will just disappear" my ass...
Back to all of you.
best wishes for a speedy recovery.....old manI slept in until about 11am this morning, which isn’t like me.
Not depressed, but anxiety goes straight to my body, especially my neck, shoulders, and upper back. I’m sore, tired, and physically exhausted. Blame it on the dogs and the kayaks.
Gonna try to take a couple of days relaxing. Will possibly book a massage or something.
