I used to think my life was pretty exciting, but as I sit here on my bed (in my parent's house) eating homemade nachos on stale chips I'm starting to think differently...
The past few weeks I have worked, worked, worked, slept a little bit, ate (horribly, I may add), and worked some more. Sounds fun, right?! I love my job...who wouldn't love teaching eight kindergartners with special needs?...Okay, okay, probably 90% of you wouldn't, but that's why you do what you do and I do what I do. Like I said, I love my job, but it is exhausting! My job has allowed me to make many new "teacher friends," who are quite wonderful, BUT are all married/engaged...not that being married or engaged is a bad thing, it just means husbands and fiances come first...barf. :)
After I read what I wrote above I decided that I should cry because my life sounds depressing, but I couldn't even squeeze one little tear out of my eyes. I'm very content with my life, happy with it, and even most of the time love it!...I know, it sounds like I'm going to be the "cat lady," but is that a bad thing?...Especially if you can replace the cats with dogs?? I still choose to enjoy the little things and I just found olives and sour cream to spruce up my nachos!
