Send Febreeze.
Hopefully, most of you haven't noticed the smell(which might be solely because I haven't been around often enough for you to sniff).
TMI statement aside, just felt the need to spend a little bit of my procrastination time updating my blog. "I don't have time to shower!" is actually a thought I caught myself thinking recently. It stopped me in my tracks. What did I just think? Ridiculous! I love hot showers!
But, in reality, it's the truth. Between running from teaching, to running to credentialing classes, to doing homework, to mad dashes to the grocery store to find food for lunch, to grading homework, to doing homework, lessons plans, to observations, observation meetings, PLCs, CSTs, IEPs, SATs, CFAs, COIs, SOS!
My life has become such that I've found myself having to schedule my shower late into the wee hours of the morning, and having to force myself to actually maintain the appointment, rather than crawling directly into bed. That is the kind of life I'm leading. Not only am I spending 40 hours a week with junior highers, I may be beginning to smell like them as well.
All in all, though, I would have to say I am surviving pretty well. While I am so crazy busy that my dishes could get the CPS called on me if I had kids, my laundry tempts me to order new clothes on Amazon, and other such absurdities, there is not the nauseating, meltdowning, hyperventilating panic that I have experienced in the past due to high stress. I know my students. I have a feel for the school works. I'm comfortable in my classroom, the school disciplinary measures, and in my teacher self. My students are usually improving, and when they aren't, they aren't far from the other 8th grade students' performances.
Suggest that I am not making enough time for something, should be doing something better, paying more attention to this or that, or that I should devote more time to something else, and rest assured, I will cease to speak to you until at least summer, but the balance, while precarious and exhausted to it's full capabilities, is not currently a death defying act. I sleep without stress induced terrors, I wake without nerve induced nausea, I usually eat lunch every day... I am surviving with my soul in tact.
So, just in case you were wondering. That's how life's going right now. Good. Busy. I miss my friends and my hobbies, and nap time, but the blessings are bountiful, the learning overfloweth, and someday, I will again have time to stand in the shower until the hot water runs completely out. Until then, I'll pay close attention to my schedule so as not to forget such important appointments, and increase my stores of deodorant and baby wipes just in case.
If you're praying for me, thanks. It helps.
Hopefully, most of you haven't noticed the smell(which might be solely because I haven't been around often enough for you to sniff).
TMI statement aside, just felt the need to spend a little bit of my procrastination time updating my blog. "I don't have time to shower!" is actually a thought I caught myself thinking recently. It stopped me in my tracks. What did I just think? Ridiculous! I love hot showers!
But, in reality, it's the truth. Between running from teaching, to running to credentialing classes, to doing homework, to mad dashes to the grocery store to find food for lunch, to grading homework, to doing homework, lessons plans, to observations, observation meetings, PLCs, CSTs, IEPs, SATs, CFAs, COIs, SOS!
My life has become such that I've found myself having to schedule my shower late into the wee hours of the morning, and having to force myself to actually maintain the appointment, rather than crawling directly into bed. That is the kind of life I'm leading. Not only am I spending 40 hours a week with junior highers, I may be beginning to smell like them as well.
All in all, though, I would have to say I am surviving pretty well. While I am so crazy busy that my dishes could get the CPS called on me if I had kids, my laundry tempts me to order new clothes on Amazon, and other such absurdities, there is not the nauseating, meltdowning, hyperventilating panic that I have experienced in the past due to high stress. I know my students. I have a feel for the school works. I'm comfortable in my classroom, the school disciplinary measures, and in my teacher self. My students are usually improving, and when they aren't, they aren't far from the other 8th grade students' performances.
Suggest that I am not making enough time for something, should be doing something better, paying more attention to this or that, or that I should devote more time to something else, and rest assured, I will cease to speak to you until at least summer, but the balance, while precarious and exhausted to it's full capabilities, is not currently a death defying act. I sleep without stress induced terrors, I wake without nerve induced nausea, I usually eat lunch every day... I am surviving with my soul in tact.
So, just in case you were wondering. That's how life's going right now. Good. Busy. I miss my friends and my hobbies, and nap time, but the blessings are bountiful, the learning overfloweth, and someday, I will again have time to stand in the shower until the hot water runs completely out. Until then, I'll pay close attention to my schedule so as not to forget such important appointments, and increase my stores of deodorant and baby wipes just in case.
If you're praying for me, thanks. It helps.
