Well shit. It's dismal.

I got to see my new site Monday. Dismal is a great word for it.

I'm disappointed and discouraged because school starts :::checking calendar::: TOMORROW.

But you know what?
My last site was dismal at first, too.

I walked into a room that looked like an abandoned church nursery.
It wasn't colorful or nice for kids.

But I had a week and I had my daughter helping me, so by the time school started, kids who'd been attending there the year before were stunned by all the changes.

That's not going to happen this time.
Oh sure, I  will make changes.
A LOT of changes. And the place will be looking really nice by the time I've done so.

But I only found out last week which school would be 'mine'. The room was used for summer school and other stuff during the last 18 months. It's cluttered, stuff is disorganized and messy and piled haphazardly all over the place.

I took a few photos standing in one place and turning slowly to capture all the glory.

I can fix it. I will fix it. But ughhhhhhh.

It doesn't help that when I was kicked out of my school in June
:::checking calendar again::: 2020, the stuff that I did not bring home went to general site storage and it's been gone through and messed with and fucked up and the guy who did it 'isn't sure' if item A or B or C is even there.

So I can only count on the things I brought home to my house.

It's frustrating, because I bought 90% of it, and I don't want to have to deal with any of it in the first place. It was through no fault of my own that I lost the place I have been working for the past five years. I deserve better.

I can make this place mine. It will look very nice by the time I'm finished. I even look forward to it, because I know it improves the reputation of my employer (and makes me look good, too) but it's going to take a lot of work and I'll end up having to pay for shit myself. Again. I thought I was finished having to do that.