I feel like the biggest fucking fraud lately.


Who We Were

It was recently brought to my attention that a former acquaintance, that admittedly, I overtrusted (obviously) has been saying some…less than kind things about me. 



It’s probably everywhere, but fuck, my students can be so entitled. And, while that’s hella annoying, it’s the know-it-all tendencies that exasperate me to no end.


Thanksgiving Break Blues

No patience. No empathy. No time. No kind words. 

I’m snapping at my boys. I’m zoned out. We spent all day watching Paw Patrol while I beat myself up for not getting more accomplished. 


Overwhelmed and Touched

Overwhelmed. Sixth graders are out of my expertise area, and I had seven million other things going on. But touched, because this rough and tumble junior boy trusts me and believes in me enough to bring me his sister who’s struggling right now. 

Teaching, man, it’s not for the weak. 


Let the Chaos Commence

My life is almost always in a constant state of chaos, and some days I tell myself I wouldn’t have it any other way. But let’s be real, today, this week, I would gladly trade it in for one of those lives where you marry rich and sunbathe on a yacht. 


Here We Go…

I have spent the past four days working feverishly in my room, attempting to get everything exactly right before school starts.

It’s ready to go. I mean, the copies are done, the walls are decorated, things are labeled, my desk is reorganized. It’s as ready as it’s going to be before my teenagers come back.

Well. Except for desks.

This is not some educational blog post praising free seating. The past four years I’ve had the typical high school desk, bars on the side, basket underneath. But…the bars kept popping off, a couple times the desks just broke. So last year, I requisitioned for tables, which give me some freedom in seating that desks don’t allow.

They’re not here yet. I’m starting to panic a little, but (shrug) shit happens.

We have open house on Thursday. Inservice Monday, and the kids start back Wednesday (the 22nd.)

I’m excited. My room is ready. G is back at daycare.

So. For the next two days, I’ll be spending time AWAY from school, sitting at my home, working on grad school homework. Because, it’s the last week of my two classes, which means projects and papers are due Saturday.

But, I’m really excited. I’m loving the way my room turned out this year–I do try and change it up every year. I’m excited to see my kiddos, I’m excited for a fresh start.

I’m feeling hopefully about this year.