Sub This….

So today I had a sub…. Well, I suppose I need start before then. Our child studies were due today so I had a pile of stress on my plate. Wanting to do as well on that paper as I did, I was aware of this day as soon as the clock struck 12:00am. Arriving at work knowing that a) Scott wouldn’t be there and b) I still needed to organize my paper felt like a lot to deal with. When I arrived at school… no sub. No need to panic… I will survive. I went about my pre-day plans as planned. I changed the dates, the lunch options, printed out the sub plan from Scott and sat down at my desk just organizing. Two different teachers came in looking for Scott and when I alerted them to my mentor-less, sub-less situation they wished me luck and headed on their way. Trying to contain my freak out, I went to get the kids. I had them do morning math, did attendance and just talk about their snow day. Then I sent them off to P.E. Still sub-less. One of the other 5th grade team members came into the room and asked if my sub was here yet. I replied they were not and she offered to check on the status of the sub for me. Well apparently the first sub forgot. So a back-up sub was on their way. Well eventually she showed up. In a snoopy shirt, snoopy jacket and snoopy pin, detailed by electric blue eyeliner and pink eye shadow. I literally was on the verge of saying get out of my classroom and never come back. She also came in carrying 5 bags… BAGS OF CRAP. I mean really, I come to work everyday with one bag. I can barely imagine why on earth a person needs 5 bags for one day of work. Her opening line was also, “wait I thought they needed a sub.” I smiled and replied, “yes we do.” I then explained my status in the classroom, from there all she wanted to talk about was whether or not I received financial aid through my program and how it compared to the program her daughter was doing with under privileged kids, but that her daughter really wanted to go back to working with kids who had autism. Needless to say, I was feeling, well unsupported by her. I went to get the kids and we settled into our regular routine. I set the kids up to independently work and left to go help one of the other teachers. When I came back… well, It was confusion. Needless to say when I left for seminar I was nervous about the day. I noted to myself, I shall never be sick or miss a day of work again for the rest of my life… realistic goal right?