Let me preface this post by saying that I love my job. I really do. I love knowing I have some hand in shaping the future. I love the laughs that I experience every day. But seriously, after 31 kids have tapped on your leg to get your attention or you've tied 62 shoes for the tenth time today, you can go crazy.
This week I'm trying to go to my happy place.
While it's not my happy place, I stopped by a Hallmark store on the way home from work and WOW. Something about the peaceful smells, lack of loud sounds, and an abundance of Christmas decorations that completely (for lack of a better phrase) turned my frown upside down. I felt refreshed and I didn't even mind the one hour drive down 3 miles of accident traffic after that. I told the lady that works there that she just might see a lot more of me.
How sad is that?
Also, I am typing this while riding my trainer -- who knew you could start to feel motion sick from riding a bike strapped to a stationary trainer?
Must...
stop...
writing...
3 comments:
After tonight's ride I'm pretty sure it's somewhere warm! Haha
Marni, As a fellow teacher, I totally "get it." Each day I pleasantly greet my students, explain the day's lesson, model the work, give an example, ask for questions and then. . .inevitably, someone will say,
"So, what are we doing?" Hang in there.
TMom
I completely get the Hallmark store as being a happy place! Honestly, what's there to be sad about when you're surrounded with cards, gifts, candles, and good smells?
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