So here I am, sitting at work, madly sending emails to parents. Being a teacher is a never-ending job. In fact, to be perfectly honest, it is a never sleeping, breathing, taking a bubble bath, getting your nails done, kind of job. Kind of like being a mom, only with a lot more babies. I love it. It is exhausting.
We have a big event coming up tomorrow. Student led conferences are actually more work than parent-teacher conferences. Yes, they give the student an opportunity to show what they have been doing at school, but it also gives the parent an opportunity to see just how organized their child’s teacher is. We need data, examples, a clean room, hand outs, and for all those gnats on the tree in the corner to die. No stress.
The universe speaks to me some times. Call it a spirit, a ghost, my fairy god mother, or the house elf I keep in my closet. Whatever it is, I get messages at times I could not have planned. On my late husband’s birthday one year, my phone started playing a song out of nowhere. The song had special meaning for a relationship I was in at the time. I listened. A few weeks ago, on our anniversary, my phone woke me up with a dubstep song called Ghosts and Stuff. I don’t listen to that kind of music…but put it on my phone for my son. Weird?
So, back to today. I’m a bit stressed, not too much, I have a lot on my plate but I’m trying to do what is important instead of what is urgent. I’m trying to prioritize and clear out things that drain me. I’m smiling, even if it is a bit strained. I have a lot of good in my life but the bad stuff tends to push it’s way to the front a lot.
I send the kids outside for recess and turn to my computer. Emails to parents begging them to come to conferences with their children. A song comes on. I don’t even know how the speakers on my computer are on. What is the song?https://www.youtube.com/embed/_rOz-yAzxy4” target=”_blank”> “Some day….things are gonna be brighter….”
The universe has spoken. Cause I said so.