The Days Gone By
The evenings roll in like a jelly roll on a conveyor belt. They are longed for but I'm never quite ready for them. By the time the student's voices have died off and the swings stop moving my extovertedness can't handle any more. I have a hard time mustering up enough energy for the board meetings I have two out of the four Monday's a month. I have found myself wandering around Railey's grocery store just being quite but notcompletely alone. I guess it's where an extrovert can go to recharge (they should market that). This last weekend I didn't even stay for potluck. I had to save my people energy for that evening's family fiesta night sponsored by the school. While I overall enjoy my job and have found myself loving these kids, my job is exahusting and stressful. I've found myself crying to God on more than one occasion. I mean, how do I know how to handle a disipline issue, determine a grade level, dismantle bullies, teach a person wh