Sheila and Sarah - Day 5

Sheila and Sarah Day 5

Well .  .  . you see it went a little bit like this . . . I woke up!  Maybe the day should have just stopped there?  Perhaps it might have saved me a fair amount of anxiety, a lot of stress, elimination of a few unnecessary curse words, and perhaps it might have alleviated the tears that I cried as I trudged my way through the journey of my day. I wish that I could just blame it on PMS or a hormonal surge of estrogen, but alas, the hysterectomy at age 27 eliminated THAT excuse too!  Rah says it is okay to still use it . . . she uses it frequently!

Now back to me! Rah, says of COURSE!  I was really looking forward to the day.  After many years of teaching, I am finally teaching my dream class!  Multi-cultural Literature has been everything  I  dreamt it would be and so much more, and I look forward to my students each and every day!  They have in many ways been the fuel for my fire as we have been writing for weeks as we ramp up for our site visit from the Higher Learning Commission.  My students have all been very, very patient with me as their papers have remained uncorrected while I diligently worked on writing portions of the necessary report that needs to be submitted in a week.  I only have 3 days left to teach and I simply want to make the most of the time that we have left. HOWEVER, as life often does, #$%@ happens!  And unfortunately, IT happened!

Sometimes people feel the need to get things off their chests and sometimes that is at the expense of others.  Today was one of those days and it was how the day began almost immediately.  I often wonder what is the thought process when someone crafts a text or an email and thinks very little of how that message will affect the receiver of it. Hmmmmmm?  Furthermore, those words can set the stage for whole series of events to unfold if the receiver lets that individual have that kind of control.  However, the bottom line was by the end of the message, I was hurt and a bit crabby!

My first class gave me the motivation to make it through the rest of my day and I know that my students did not sense my mood.  However, in the back of my mind, those cruel words continued to echo though my heart and mind.  Eventually, there was more stuff that was added to the pile of stuff.  And then there was more stuff that got added to the pile.  And finally, the pile that I had carefully piled all day long began to tip, and pretty soon it was falling, and eventually, all of it fell over . . . and the tears came.  Meltdown complete!

Speaking of meltdown, I am with Rah tonight as I am in Fargo.  It was great because I got to have supper with my kiddos and share a bit of my day which always seems to help.  That being said, Rah is STRESSED OUT!  She is in the thralls of final projects and papers and projects and more papers and more projects and papers.  She is over the edge, meltdown ready, and the last thing that she can possibly write tonight is her portion of the blog! 

That being said, we both hope you understand, that we are going to use the picture below and hope that it is a lot less painful than this day has been.  Thank God tomorrow is another day filled with promise.  Oh yah, and as I read this to Rah, she pointed out that tomorrow is not looking promising either, but Wednesday, no Thursday, noooo Friday is perhaps the day of promise. 

Sheila and Sarah