Does that title sound dramatic to anyone other than me? I couldn't figure out a better title for what's on my mind so it is what it is. Today, Aug 6, signifies the end of the Summer for us. Yes, the hot Southern temps will still be soaring (as will the humidity) but the Summer fun will be no more. It wasn't as busy of a Summer as in years past but we still did memorable things- a trip to Cali (SoCal), Houston, sleepovers, etc.. The Summer flew by and I don't feel mentally prepared to start a new school year. But tonight I will make sure lunches are packed and everything is ready to walk out the door in the morning. And tomorrow I will wake to an alarm clock for the first time in weeks. And I am not excited about any of it like I usually am.
E is more excited about the new school year than P and I are...combined! P is nervous about starting a new school. This year he went from being our social butterfly to being an introvert almost over night. It's been a weird adjustment for me but I am trying to give him space so he can figure out when he wants to be with friends and when he wants alone time. That by itself has me worried about him starting a new school but he'll make new friends and love his school before too long. Me however? For only the second time in my teaching career, I am not excited for the new school year. The first time was because the principal I worked for was a bully and I dreaded going to work, knowing I had a target on my back. Without going into details, I will assure you that is not the case this year. I have nothing but the utmost respect for my current principal. It's just a year that I'd be ok with being a substitute at the boys' school or a stay at home mom/photographer. But this too shall pass and when I start to get frustrated with things, I will think back on all the fun we had this Summer...and look forward to next Summer. Only 9 more months and counting!
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