Are you sitting down?
This morning was...good.
I'll wait while you recover from your faint.
Now, lest you think you've entered an alternate universe, rest assured that the afternoon was pretty much a mess.
BUT! The first two classes of the day--which have been giving me a lot of trouble--were GOOD.
I'm not attributing it to myself, but I will hold on to it as a tiny spark of hope. A hope-let, if you will.
I did a good job of staying calm and positive-ish, reinforcing the right decisions. For the most part, I felt good.
Yesterday I was proud of myself for an odd reason--I went home! My brain was just fried after school, so I made a few copies and then LEFT at like 4.40pm. And it wasn't even a Friday!
Later--brace yourself again--I worked out. For the first time in more than three months. I did one of the yoga-type videos, and it was harder than it should be because I'm so completely not in shape. But I felt good about finally doing something good for myself and using my evening time wisely.
Here is a snippet from a conversation at lunch today. A boy from my homeroom was pontificating to the table on why boys are smarter than girls:
"Who is the first smartest person on the earth? The first is Jesus. Right. Second is Albert Einstein, okay. Third is Mark Twain...or something. Fourth is this dude in England right now. He counts sand at the beach."
There was more, but this was so amazingly random and hilarious that I had to ask one of the kids for some paper so I could write it down. Ha!