I am sure you are all tired of my rants and depressive attitude. Especially my husband and kids. Well, sorry, I really am. On so many occasions (okay 90% of the time) I do not hear myself as being depressed and complaining. It was how I am and probably how I was taught to be, either that or it is genetic.
I get so disappointed when things in my life don't go the way I feel they should, so instead of seeing the brighter side I complain and crab. It's me. It's just me.
School is so full of work, I can't count how many assignments due tomorrow. I am doing my ovbservations at Succeed to Read in Pagedale. It is pretty nice, they meet two nights a week and the kids break up into small class groups and it is a good one on one representation.
So off to observations with me.
And yes, almost everyday seems like the movie groundhog day. Somehow I hope to find comfort in that with all the other things I don't have time to write about are going on in the background and I have absolutely no control of.
Mom, Mimi you will get the pictures of the kids
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