The cyclical nature of my life is really starting to show right here on my blog.
I want to write a whiny August post about how tired I am and how hard my job is and how I just need to power through and I know I will feel better in a week or two.
Instead I went and read my August archives from the last couple of years and realize it's just part of the life I lead. Every year I feel this way, regardless of how much stress there is (this year there is extra, let me tell you...new co-teachers, student teacher, new classroom, seven new students, new stitches in my finger from an unfortunate kitchen accident, new wrinkles on my face and a new zen perspective that keeps me from falling right over...) and it passes in a bit.
Right now life is a blur. We are all well and things are fine. It's just a little fuzzy from the dizzy rush that seems to be occurring.
All in all. . . life is good. September and October are my favorite months of the year. We are approaching a season change that makes me very happy.
I just need to get through the week. And next week.
And maybe even the next.
Then I can breathe.
Then I can see clearly.
For now. It's survival mode.