Well, hello. Sorry for my silence on the blog front. I’ve been moving and shaking the past month or so and have barely had time to do my laundry.
Just to fill you in on the life front:
Oh, how I love fifth graders. It’s actually crazy how much I love going into work everyday. It’s not all rainbows and butterflies, there are some days I could come home and hit my pillow at 4pm, but for the most part, I’m loving my new teaching role. Fifth graders still have such an innocence about them, they still want to do well and please, and they are so spunky! There are definitely times I miss my 8th graders, [especially my 8th graders honors group last year – they were amazing], but this new role, teaching little fifth graders as they come over from the elementary school, has been a warm breath of fresh air that I needed being an educator. It’s a draining, yet rewarding job, and there are times I needed to be reminded of just how meaningful it can be.
Weekends have been jam packed with fall activities and visits.
My family and I visited Justine by trekking down to Iowa State in the beginning of October. It was a beautiful Saturday. We took in the tailgating experience, toured campus bars, oohed and aahed over her cute apartment, and spoiled her with dinner. It was fun to see her in her college element, and a fun weekend away for our family.
Tony and & I traveled up to Duluth last weekend to take in the fall colors and to visit a couple best friends. It was as close to perfect as you could get; we devoured the best pizza around, had an early morning trip up to Two Harbors, drove the scenic route back and hit a couple breweries, and ended the weekend with an introduction to Dirty Dancing.
& HERE WE ARE
So, here I sit this weekend, battling a bad chest cold. The sickness floating around through the air in my classroom finally caught me and my low white counts. It’s frustrating. I know everybody takes their turn getting sick, but I hate the run around of it all. I’m constantly thinking a couple steps ahead, figuring out how I can get healthy the quickest. [However, it usually doesn’t go quick]. I had to stay home from work on Friday, [Dr.’s orders when I started to feel under the weather] and basically slept all day. It helped, but I’m still battling a stuffy head, a cough that makes me sound like I’m hacking up a lung, and a plugged up nose. I had to pass on a 30th birthday celebration & spent the day on the couch. Most would welcome the day, with an excuse to watch movies & take naps, but I am simply over it.
I can’t wait until I’m off this chemo for good.
I can’t wait until I can stay out late without worrying about the repercussion.
I can’t wait until my tummy problems go away.
I can’t wait until I don’t have to take that little orange pill every night after dinner.
548 days… but who’s counting?