Borring Weekend and More Work

So Friday night was nothing special. Saturday wasn´t either. Just laying around watching tv, nap etc. Victor for some reason was exhausted and didn´t want to leave the house. Since I had been feeling that all week, I was bored to tears. Saturday for lunch the whole family came over, Nacho, Alicia, the kiddies, Abuela, Raul, Victor´s parents and us. We had paella, (suprise suprise) and then since Alicia´s mom was still in the hospital and Pepa was gonig with Raul to the beach for a Matanza, or pig massacre at Patricia´s mom´s house, I volunteered Victor and I to babysit the babies again. We did that for a while, and then they picked up the kids and then we went to the Corte Ingles. I exchanged the bracelet he gave me for Christmas for a different one and had it fitted to my wrist. We shopped around some more and then went to Nacho and Alicia´s, had dinner and watched a movie. The funny thing abotu watching a movie at their house is that Alicia usually goes to bed, Nacho falls alseep on the couch withing the first 20 minutes and Victor and I sit there till its over, cover Nacho with a blanket and leave. So that happened and then at home we watcher more tv at Victor´s house and then I went to bed.

Sunday Jan 13th, breakfast, shower, church and lunch. Pepa had left the night before and Emilio that morning to go to the matanza so Victor made lunch and I did the dishes. We watched tv, napped and finally in the evening went out to go for a walk. We walked to the new school I was gonig to start at the next day, Victor showed me the street, and it seems like its going to be a really nice walk and close by. Then we wandered around Campo de Principe, the Albayzin and El Mirador de San Nicolas. Then we walked home, Victor, packed and left. Then I watched tv, chatted with my roommies for a bit, ate dinner and went to bed.

Monday I may have slept in?? but not very late, then cleaned the hosue, which is difficult to do when there are people in it, now that the girls come back on Sunday nights. I showered, and got hooked on another wonderful show. Its called Sons of Thunder and is produced by Chuck and Aaron Norris. It seems to be Walker Texas Ranger Juinors, with young cowboy ninja stars fighting crime in Texas with Walked as their older and wiser mentor, so the same idea but lamer, cheesier, and all around worse which of course equals awesome. So I watched that, and then rushed to my new job at Escuela Infantil Los Angeles. I got there faster that Victor and I did on our leisurly stroll the day before, almost 45 minutes early actually. Not a big deal but it had been pouring all day and night and everything was soaked. So there was no place to sit, not enough time to go back, you know, so I just walked up and down the hill for a while, stood in this plaza and enjoyed the view. Then I went there about 15 minutes early to meet whoever I had to meet and get situated and such, which I will never do again. That is because as soon as I got there they gave me 6 -- 2 and 3 year olds and shut me in a room with them for and hour and fifteen miinutes instead of and hour. That was also complete chaos since those kids are used to Nikki, are really babies and bad. I spent the hour chasign them, getting kids in and out of the bathroom and play house and putting their shoes and socks on that they continuously took off. I left with the conclusion that I hated kids. I stopped by my house, and then went to Inglés Divertido, to prepare for the next day and next Monday. I talked with Veronica and tried to get ideas for teaching such tiny babies and copied off some stuff for the next classes. I saw Alicia with Marina as she dropped of Nachete for his class and then went home and practiced guitar a bit. Then I had class and dinner with Nacho and Alicia, came home and had a second dinner with my roommates. Then bed.

Tuesday, I went to guitar, ran some errands, talked to my dad on the phone and used the internet for a bit. Then home and lunch and back to work at the new school, Escuel Infantil Belen. Veronica was going to come with me to tell them in Spanish to behave so I wouldn´t talk to them in Spanish, but cancelled at the last minute. So the same scene as the week before was repeating itself, but worse as the 6th kid showed up. It was terrible till I couldn´t take it anymore and started scolding them all in Spanish, telling them that Nikki wasn´t coming back, I was the new teacher and how they were acting was inappropriate. Also that I was going to tell their parents how they were acting. That got their attention and the rest of the class went fairly well. I almost lost my nerve at the end of the class, to actually tell their parents, but I didn´t and told all of them! Hopefully it gets better from here on out. Then rushed to class with Carletes and Marta and home, dinner, hang out and bed.

Wednesday, work and one of my teachers quit officially on me. So now I only have around 30 mins of class with this one guy who always has meetings Wednesday mornings. So maybe I can sleep in more now, but I don´t really know. Also, our English Department is cursed. I´m pretty sure that Mari Angeles has cancer and Carmina the teacher I work with most, her mother died. So they are only 2 regular teachers left and Michelle and I. A little nervewracking. So I was going to have most of my classes by myself. It actually went pretty well, I acted like I was the regular teacher and assigned them a bunch of homework. I hope they do it but if not it might be fun to give them a lot of zeros. Then home, lunch, and class with Conchi and Valentina. Then I practiced guitar and Rosa and Zore´s friend Manolo came over again. I forgot the mention that last Wed. I also got my legs waxed and he came over too. He is an English teacher and says that his kids are great. I asked if I could observe his classes to see what good behavior was like, but his department director said no. Oh well, I guess it´s better not to know... I also talked to my uncle and Victor on the phone. So they were talking about stuff from Aguilas, I was feeling out of place and it was kinda wierd. But he left and I went to bed.

Thursday, work in the morning. I also bought a ticket to go to my roommates town with them this weekend because Victor was going to be in Italy for work. Then more classes, some good and some bad despite Carmina´s absence. Then home, lunch and guitar, which went a little better. Then I started getting ready to go, by writing a thank you note to Raul and Patricia for the Christmas present Pepa brought back from the beach for me. That´s where my weekend started to get interesting...