Hey look! I can write about something that is not dealing with Depression. Woot!
Or at least not about being Depressed. Plus I went to a really busy school function last night and I’m not feeling adverse effects today.
My sleep is better. Much better. I wake before my alarm. I sleep before eleven pm. Most days this week I was willing to admit that I had some redeeming qualities.
One day I was kinda down... provoked by feeling like a failure as a parent. But that felt like mostly regular down. Not Down.
I think I have a sinus infection starting above my eyes.
I love my job.
I have bowed out of Halloween this year. No clue what the kids are going as. I’m not making extravagant or even maybe mediocre costumes. This will probably be a lie.
I can see this is not going to be one of my more finely crafted posts. Nothing to write home about.
Maybe I should just let my phone auto-decide what I’ll write...
The next paragraph will be brought to you by suggested words on my phone... ready?
“I am not sure if I wanna have y’all come over tomorrow or tomorrow night.”
Clearly not tailored to me. I definitely don’t want y’all coming over. Let’s try the middle option...
“and I’m gonna I was wondering what you were going through I gotta is your way”
Ok.., not better. Option 3...
“for you and you have to work on your day and night tomorrow”
yup. Clearly a misuse of the feature.
“I think we have a good chance we could get some stuff for tomorrow and I can go get back with y’all”
I like how my phone thinks I’m southern. (I’m not. I live at the 45th parallel.)
I love my job.
My homeroom is awesome. I only wish it were multi grade so I wouldn’t have to say goodbye to them all at once when they graduate.
They are just in 9th grade. I’ve got a while. Elder boy will graduate the year before. Yikes.
Only I don’t think I’m going to become less attached to them over time. Maybe I will. Surely the honeymoon can’t last...
Maybe they will become mean and vindictive toward one another. Maybe they will grate on me.
Only I’m not sure that will matter. They are mine, after all. My kids. And they make my day.
I love my job. It is my calling.
Grateful crap: I teach the best kids
brought something besides ramen noodles for lunch. I had been eating my emergency stash of instant noodles for the majority of lunches this year.
10 mg escitalopram am
20 mg lurasidone
200 mg lamotrigine
Quaker, teacher, parent,