With a little help from my friends. I did the meltdown thing today, which I'd sworn I wasn't going to do -- stiff upper lip and all that, you know -- and Mary let me vent and cry in her office (she has the best comfy couch for that -- must be the perk of being a school counselor). I absolutely love Mary -- she's funny and smart and passionate about teaching. She doesn't let me make excuses and she pushes me to be the best I can be (she has this thing about my developing leadership skills. I keep trying to tell her I have them and just choose not to use them, LOL.).
And I can say almost anything to her and she doesn't judge me. Instead, she merely mirrors my words back to me and helps me dig through all the mess. She's a problem-solver, which I try to be as well, and rather than just kick solutions around, she helps me find one.
I love that about my friend Mary. I couldn't get by without her.
Only sixteen more school days until spring break! And I don't have to teach tomorrow -- it's Region Literary! Once I get through tomorrow, my life will be slightly more sane, until testing kicks off later in the month.
I'm teaching a couple of seniors this semester and they're keeping a countdown until school lets out. I think the magic number is something like 51. Wow, this semester will be over before we know it . . .