Monday, October 12, 2009

Being the boss and Happy Birthday Jake and John.

Happy birthday to our favorite Godsons in the whole wide world. Jake and John turn four today. Wasn't it just yesterday we were waiting for Jen to give birth to them? Wasn't it just yesterday I watched them learn to walk and talk? I miss them so very much. I sure hope they come and visit next Summer. Life has never been the same since they moved to Tennessee and we miss them so much.

Becca and I are on Fall break. Too bad she is down with what we think is Swine Flu. She keeps spiking a temperature and she feels "just plain aweful". As I write this we are on hold with the pediatrician to get her in and evaluated. We and the rest of Colorado Springs.

Here is where I need to vomit all over this page and complain about my job. If anybody has any suggestions, please let me know. I am really struggling with my role as a manager of the paraprofessionals in my classroom. I have six women who work for me and three of them are just plain "catty" and they constantly complain. They complain about the tasks I ask them to perform. They talk about me in the break room. One of them is not nice to my students. It makes work extra stressful and I am sick of it. I put an end to it, last week, before we got out for Fall Break. I layed the law down on Tuesday and told them that if they did not like their work or my classroom, they could quit. Now, two of them are being sarcastic and sneaky. The third one is just plain two faced. None of them will speak to me. I am thinking that I need to get over it and realize that I am the "boss". That's not me. I want us all to get along. I want us all to like each other. I know this is not realistic and I sure think this part of my job stinks. I have implemented some things to encourage communication and improvement, but the "Three Muskateers" are'nt real receptive. I think this is a growing process for me. I am learning so much about management. I am really not sure I like it. Why did God make me the boss? I am not the "bossy" type. At least, I don't think I am the "bossy" type.

TTFN