Wanna know why I hope my girls are NOT cheerleaders - Working with cheer at The Peak has left such a bad taste in my mouth that I want to steer clear of it at all costs. Seriously, it is hard to keep neutral feelings for it when all they do is complain - Bitch and Moan with no thought or regard to the why and balance of everything else. They are more important than anything or anyone else.
Our cheer director might really be the end of me here at The Peak. I never want to quite, yell, and swear so much as when I'm dealing with her and her damn tears. Grow up and think outside of yourself for once!
I spend way to much time and energy on them and all their many situations. So what to do? Honestly no idea. I can explain my side all damn day and it will still not make any differences. She will whine until she gets her way, but I am going to do my best to ensure that things are fair on all sides.
This will not matter in 5 years unless she is still here. So that whole 5/5/5/5 things doesn't really work. Damn IT.
So at this point going to remove myself from it and let Mardi address it - as long as she holds firm to the vision I am creating. So now to email her that task.
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