Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Just Call Me "Seven of Nine"

We are the Borg.
Lower your shields and surrender your ships. We will add your biological and technological distinctiveness to our own. Your culture will adapt to service us. Resistance is futile.

I've been having some of those days.

Actually, I think I might be having a whole month of those days, but they've all been packed into the last day and a half.

You know the kind. The days where you sorta realize that resistance is futile, and you'd probably rather be assimilated anyway. (My apologies to those who do not have Sci-Fi addicted husbands, and have not learned by osmosis more than they ever wanted to know about a wide variety of Star Trek spin-offs. Also? If you are one of those lucky people, you probably didn't understand today's title. Don't even worry about it, k? )

I'm having trouble caring enough to resist.

Well, it's not that I don't care, it's more like the control I feel is about equal to the control one would have, say, chasing feathers in a whirlwind, which incidentally, is something I had the fun of doing earlier today. Only it wasn't feathers. The flying mess was a stack of about 25 little fliers that some lazy flier deliverer had given up on and tossed on my porch. Yes, resistance was definitely futile.

It's great big things, like the economy, the frozen credit, and the way the government is running the country into the ground (and has been for a long time).

It's personal things, like my body refuses to get back on a running training schedule. And of course there's the realization yet again, that really no matter how hard I work today, the laundry will never ever be done, and I will probably have to cook dinner and clean the kitchen again tomorrow night.

It's the English teacher at school, who has the kids so intimidated that they won't talk to him about issues they are having, and they are absolutely convinced that if a parent gets involved in any way, there will be retribution. The students are supposed to "take responsibility for their own education" and not send their parents in to "fight their battles". I mean, it's not like she's being tortured, it's just that he was mega annoyed, and kinda slamming things around because she didn't tell him in advance that she was not going to watch the R Rated movie he had scheduled for today.

Thing is, I had enough of a reaction to the discussion of the bully teacher - that I'm sure if things get worse in the classroom, I will probably not hear about it. Yeah, so add Mother of the Year to the list of things I should just give up on.

I know it's just a string of bad days. It's a phase. There are thousands - millions - even, who would be thrilled to step in to one of my bad days and live this life.

Just add ungrateful and whiny to the list and from there I think yesterday I would have been willing to just go ahead and lower my shields and surrender my ships.

I've been hearing the whispers in one ear
"resistance is futile"

And the other ear hears
"Arm the photon torpedoes! We're going in!"

It's just a funk.

I know that:
things will be ok; I really do love my job; and children should learn to handle their own problems.

But some days I wonder if I want to battle another day.

On the other hand, I just remembered the way the Borg were eventually conquered, and I think I might be on to something there.

See? Who says life isn't one big Star Trek episode!?


Christy said...

I grew up with Trekkie parents... we watched Star Trek, Star Wars, Battlestar Gallactica... you name it.. if it was sci-fi, we watched it. I actually really want to see the new star trek movie coming out... but this comment really has nothing to do with your actual post content, so all I can say is, "hang in there!" ;-)

Kristina P. said...

Employ the power of The Secret!!! OK, don't, because I hate The Secret, but we've been talking a lot about the law of attraction with the kids I work with, and I decided yesterday, after a horrible anger management class, and me being in a bad mood, I need to have a better attitude.

And then maybe a million dollars will fall from the sky!

Heather said...

Sorry about the crappy day(s)... and I can't think of anything else right now. Here's to today being better than yesterday!

Cheryl said...

Loved 7 of 9!

See, now this post rocks. Because I could have written it myself (but without the horrible English teacher --we'll just substitute in something else). And as much as I'm sorry you're in a funk --I'm glad I'm not the only one. :)

Anonymous said...

This is a bit off topic but.....I always chuckle when I see someone talking on their cell phone via the funky ear piece. They look just like a Borg!

Heidi Ashworth said...

We are trekkers here at our house so I am totally with you. I am so sorry that you are having one of those days! It does seem like so little that we do has a lasting impact. I think that is why moms blog or scrapbook and do crafts--something they do can last a long time if not forever--everything else gets undone in a jiffy or doesn't seem to make a difference at all whatsoever. Good for your daughter for standing up to her teacher--my post today is on a similar subject. And, actually, it DID make a difference and so will your daughter's actions.

Lee said...

I'm so upset for you! I was a teacher before the kids came along and if I had even THOUGHT about showing a rated R movie in my classroom, I'd have had my butt handed to me on a silver platter. I'm sure you're super proud of her for standing up for herself and her values. Good mama! Goooood mama!

Shelby Lou said...

nay for r rated movies. and oh yeah.. i talked about this sort of thing yesterday on my blog. KIND of.

sorry about your string of bad days. it will get better.

Barbaloot said...

I hear massive amounts of chocolate can help in these situations....

Loralee and the gang... said...

See, what sets you apart is that you can write about your stresses with humor. I get stressed, and my brain just freezes up and dries out. Thus the several really lame posts on my blog for the past few weeks. Thank goodness I have my daughter to pick up the pieces!

Yvonne said...

My first date with Allan was to Star Trek--The Wrath of Khan ; )

I'm with you 100%--I'm ready to head off onto a deserted island. But I DO KNOW things will get better.

LisAway said...

Oh! I used to ALWAYS say that life isn't one big Star Trek episode! I guess I won't be saying THAT anymore.

Sorry about your funk. Sorry about the jerky teacher who I am getting worked up about too. . .

Sorry, time to switch to another blog before your funk catches me!

Lauren said...

Sigh...I am sad I knew the Star Trek references.

jennie w. said...

I wrote about this yesterday on Segullah (and have since been accused of giving SAHMs everywhere a bad name.)

Suffice it to say that I know where you are coming from.

Tay said...

How wonderful that you taught your child enough that she can stand up for what she feels. Her English teacher, if he has any respect for himself and what he's teaching, should appreciate that she has an opinion and is willing to effectively back it up. If he doesn't, I think you should get him fired. It's fun like that. Or remind him of the values he learned in college, like respecting the opinions of those around him. Teachers like that ruin subjects for people who would otherwise excel in them.

i might have an opinion when it comes to teachers. I dunno.

mormonhermitmom said...

I'm a recovering Trekker and I think you get to have a vent day on your blog once in a while.

Here's to your, "praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition" day

Dave said...

i prefer to compare life to star wars.

they have cuddly bears and giant walking robot-like conveyances

here is a project for you. put yourself and your name in this picture, and post it here for us.

it will totally rule

Janell said...

Today is a good day to die.

Amy Peterson said...

Quick QUICK drive to Sonic order your Diet Coke and things will get better!

happy mommy said...

Denial. Sonic. Repeat as needed.

Sue said...

Don't even be bullied by the jerk English teacher! If you ever read the restrictions on R movies they are NOT to be shown to kids under 17 and you can sure bring it up to the school. I have several times. One teacher called us crying she was afraid of loosing her job. Sadly she's still there. He bullies the kids so he won't get reported to the higher ups. And you can tell them not to use your name so he won't know who ratted him out. One teacher told the kids he was going to show an R movie and they should all sign each other's permission slips and not tell their parents! Luckily a couple kids did tell their parents - and luckily he is not longer teaching there. I can't tell you the number of letters and calls I've made to the schools over the years - these are OUR children and I know some states have already taken away parental rights I think we still have some here. Be heard! You'll feel better for it.

goddessdivine said...

Oh, that R rated thing has me in a tizzy. I'm nervous to show PG-13's in my class (because there's always a part or two I have to skip). That man should be fired. I would be sooo in his face over this (and the principal's, and the district's). So don't worry about raising some Cain. And good for your daughter for standing up for something! She is to be commended.

The economy. Speaking of sci-fi metaphors--this current administration is like Palpatine: Working its way to gain more power at any cost (um, Constitution anyone?) and destroy anyone that gets in its way.

Sorry you're having a bad day.....


Brenda Susan said...

Aye cap'n, she can't take anymore!!

Resist with all you got girl, they always made it out of the trouble in the last 2 minutes of the show, right?

I'm the only girl in a very male household!

Alison Wonderland said...

I have nothing particularly interesting to add but I feel you, I so feel you.

Jillybean said...

I can't believe that nobody has said this yet..............

Beam me up Scotty!

I've also thought that the wireless headsets make people look like the Borg.
And I understand what it's like to learn Science fiction through osmosis.

I'm truly impressed with your daughter.
She must have a great mom!

Nancy Face said...

I'm a big time Trekkie. I knew every single Star Trek reference, and not because of my husband!

Every Christmas, our tree has Star Trek ships and Star Fleet Captains all over it. We even have a talking Borg Cube that says, "We are the Borg. Enjoy your holidays. Resistance is futile."

True story.

stephi k said...

If you were Seven-of-Nine, or at least LOOKED like her, you'd have a WHOLE different set of problems.
(And since I've never seen you--maybe you do look like her...)