To remember in 9 days when I don't have a job

What makes some days so blah and nasty? Is it our own attitudes or is it the bad attitudes of the people around us? Maybe a bit of both. For some reason, ever since I announced to the teachers that I assist for 6 weeks ago that I was leaving my job, they have been so mean and nasty to me. I guess I expected them to be all the more nice to me during my last several weeks of employment, but apparently I was wrong. Shot myself in the foot with that one! I guess I should've just kept it a secret from my boss and my coworkers that I am moving away until it was only 2 weeks before the date. It must have been too much time for them to have been nice to me for my remaining time. I've had some bad days lately, and add today to that tally. During table time, we had a parent helper, and my replacement that I am "training". They both had things assigned to them, and I got the shaft. Aubree asked me if I'd like to do penmanship that she had set up at her table for her to do or to sit and "help" Kristyn show the kids how to draw a rocket. I chose the less imposing of the two options. I felt so unneeded, unwanted, and replaced. Then at 11:45, I went to go get the hot lunches (like I always do). Took me 5-10 minutes to get them all, and when I got back into the classroom, Kristyn had already set them out. I guess I didn't see her in the classroom's kitchen when I walked in to go to the big kitchen to get them. So I had to return the lunches. I was frustrated. (Then, while I was back in the kitchen, I ate a cookie, and I totally scraped my left canine tooth against the bottom tooth and made the top tooth all jagged and hurty). I helped set out the nap beds and then I just hung out in the Bear room with Amanda and Rachel. Nap time was fine, especially since I proved Tammy wrong that Kiana needs her back rubbed every day at nap in order to fall asleep. As Tammy was walking out for her lunch break, she said "Kiana's probably going to need her back rubbed". Ha. I don't rub backs. These are not babies, they are kids that are going to be going to Kindergarten in 6 months. Then this afternoon I was irritated by something else. Tammy left the room (just like the 10 other times today) and said, "if I'm not back by 3:30, just take them to the Smartboard by yourself." Wow, thanks jerk. Of course she was not back by 3:30. Before we exited the classroom to go down to the Smartboard, I asked the kids if anyone had to use the restroom. Josh says, "yes, I have to go poop!" So i have all of the kids sit back down because he was going to be taking a while, and as he pulls down his pants, the overwhelming stench of poop fills the air and sure enough, he pooped his pants. So now, I have to deal with all of the kids by myself AND change a poopy kid. Its moments like these that I will NOT miss. I called Tammy at the front and she was like, "ok, i'll come back to the room and help..." did she??? no. she did not. She lied. Because what she was doing at the front (talking with Krista??) was too important to leave and come back and help me with HER effing class. So it takes 15 minutes to get Josh changed and wiped up, and we finally get to the Smartboard. Tammy strolls in and starts turning on all of the kids computers. I DIDN'T WANT TO DO THE COMPUTERS!! Whatever. So over this day by this point. I'm getting treated like crap all because I'm leaving?! Or have I always been treated like this and I'm just now really sensitive to it because I am battling my own emotions about leaving a place that I have loved in the past, and the aspects of what I still do love about working with kids. I think just about everyday one kid or another tells me that they love me. I know that I will not get told that I'm loved everyday while I'm living at my dad's. I'm figuring I will be so much more alone than I am in my life right now.
Maybe not.
Maybe my dreams for my new life in NorCal will actually happen. Maybe I'll get plugged in to NorthCreek and their young adults group(s). Maybe I will find a place to volunteer some time. Maybe I will make friends at a new job. Maybe I will have a Sunday afternoon/evening game night and dinner with my mom, brother and sister in Martinez. Maybe I'll meet a guy that I'll want to hang out with all the time. Maybe I'll have my own place within the next 4ish years. Maybe I'll spend a lot of time focusing on my health and getting in better shape. Thinking about all of these things I feel like when I'm fantisizing, somehow each day becomes 5 times longer than it really is. I can really only wish for a job and making enough money to pay for my bills and to save some money so that I can get a place of my own. Outside of that, I don't feel right fantisizing.
Another thing that added to the sad emotions today was that last night I had to give up my Android Smartphone. It had like 40+ pictures on it that I wanted (including a video of Amanda on the snow day) and I wasn't able to transfer any of the pics/videos. I was depressed that I didn't have my cool phone with my pics on it, and I won't have a smartphone for another 2 weeks when I'll finally have my iPhone. I know, kind of a rediculous reason for being sad, but I get attached to my pictures!! I still battle the sadness from when I lost an entire memory card full of pictures because my laptop would not eject the card. When I finally pulled the card out, I lost everything.
Anywho. Enough complaining!
God is still and always has been good. I may not be able to see the plans he has for me, but He wants the best for me.

"Even when circumstances have been hard or the way unclear, God has still surrounded me with His love. God's love is just as real and just as powerful in the darkness as it is in the light. And that is why we can have HOPE!" -Billy Graham