I was a 6th grader today. I usually love 6th grade, I can relate and they get my humor. Not so much today. Today was chatty chatty chatty. Now I can understand how my teachers felt when they would have to tell me to be quiet all the time. I know I have many a report card that says, "likes to talk." Well that is the past, i now get to spend my day telling others to zip it! Ok, so that didn't work. They didn't zip it. Hmmmmm...... next comes duct tape. Wait I can't use that, instead frustration steps in. Tomorrow is going to be different for sure mark my words. All I had to do was get through the day.
My schedule was not matching up with my eating schedule. I think that is one of the hardest parts of teaching. I can't just say hang on I have to eat a bar. So between meal one and meal two was over 4 hours (not good) by then I am surprised I didn't go all postal on them I thought I handled myself rather well as my stomach monster was clawing at my throat. I am surprised the kids didn't say anything about maybe seeing his arm peak out once in a while from my mouth. After lunch I was able to calm down a little and collect myself for the last part of the day. As soon as the bell rang at 3:00 I was more then ready to be done with the day.
Its funny because of the stress of the day when I got home all I wanted to do was eat. I wanted to feed the stress. I resisted. I count that as a good choice for the day. I also count going to bed at decent time and not going down stairs to get something else to eat before I went to bed. It is so important to focus on the good choices that I am making instead of what I could have done better. It definitely puts me in a better frame of mind and helps me to feel more successful.
Raise a cup (of water) in toast of good choices.
Love Angela
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