Fatal Friday

Went back to work this morning, Sebi refused to come with me, so DH had to drop me off and Mum brought him up later. The morning shift was OK, then had to go up to the school at lunchtime to fill in an incident report about yesterdays fiasco, and see the principal, very not helpful at all. Then the afternoon shift started and things basically went downhill from there. The lady who lives in the house across from the school parked her car in the crossing just as the bell rang, and then proceeded to yell abuse at me from across the street because I wrote her rego down.
No wonder Seb doesn't want to be seen with me, I'm a total abuse magnet. If it wasn't for the fact that I really need the money, I would chuck the whole deal. I'd love to be able to get a real job....one that involves working during school hours instead of sitting and waiting for the phone to ring with the next disaster. I'm really working through this hour by hour ATM....I want to be able to give the kids the things they need that just can't be squeezed out of one income. Like their Tae Kwon Do classes. They are having such a positive effect on Sebi's concentration, and it's better than core physio excercises for Kit. I keep saying that I'd give 50 years of my life if it'd help them, but I'm having issues with 4.5 hours a week???? Pretty piss poor, girl. I really need to look at the bigger picture. All the time.