So I completely and utterly stink at blogging. As the previous post stated school is in session and I am busy! Not a great excuse because everyone is busy and yet still find time to blog, but it's what I got. I'm busy. I enjoy my job and am glad I chose to work where I have but being a first year teacher starting a new program is a little (LOT) overwhelming. Am I doing the right thing? Am I doing enough for my precious students? Um...what is my principal talking about in this email he just sent out? Where do I find this? My poor mentor teacher...he deserves a nice evening out with his family for all the questions I've bugged him with. He says he doesn't mind but I'm pretty sure he's lying. I feel a little better about certain things each day but then different, new things come up and get me a little flustered. For example, our school's fundraiser is a Jog-a-thon. All the students get donations or people can pledge so much money for each lap the student runs. Well last week was the big day. I didn't know what to do, where to go, where to give the envelopes, etc. etc. It was frustrating and embarrassing to feel like a goob not knowing what to do. This type has happened throughout the school year, little things coming up that I wasn't informed about. Because of these little incidents, I have decided to create a nice manual for future new employees. It will list all the things I wasn't told at the one 1 hour faculty meeting before the start of school. That manual continues to grow btw.
In other news, my half marathon training is not going as well this time around. Perhaps it's because I don't have as much excitement being that I've ran one before, perhaps because of my work and being so tired upon coming home, or perhaps because I don't have my awesome running buddy, Lori, to run with during the week. Not to mention our long run Saturdays have been compromised to OU football. Whatever the case, it's not going as well as last time. I need more motivation for it because I want to run another one, especially since I already said I was going to and I don't want to go back on my word.
Well as stated earlier, I am tired by the time I get home from work (which was a couple of hours ago). So by now this "grammy" (this is how Jeremy refers to me now) is ready to shower, read a little Nicholas Sparks, and get some shut eye. 'Night to all (or the 2 people that read this)
