did you ever have one of those days, weekends, months, when you just needed to be alone and wallow in whatever mood you were in? i am so having one of those... which i have realised are so much harder to enjoy when you live with someone, like your fiance. thankfully, mine has been a wee bit understanding and has let me spend my saturday evening watching chick flicks and my sunday morning procrastisurfing. now all i need is a claw footed tub!

meeting my biannual blog quota

so i was re-reading a post below about how i thought i was bad at things i am not inherently talented at and i realised i am slowly coming to terms with this. i know i am because all my professional energy right now is being put towards becoming a teacher. there is no other job out there where you are constantly being reminded of how much you don't know what you are doing than when you work with children. they have this amazing ability to bring you back to reality with how they are all entirely different and always present you with a new problem or question you have never encountered before. and though i struggle through some days with my current bunch of students, i am not giving up, which is my usual defense mechanism. even though i have no idea how to respond, or what to do in some instances, i am enjoying the not-knowing, the not-being-good-at for the first time in my life. well, maybe not enjoying it, but at least i am not quitting. AND i am spending oodles of imaginary loan money going back to school to become a teacher, a job i will never be 100% amazing at just because no one can. and i am ok with this. actually, i think the best way to be approach teaching is to own that you will never know everything and that actually the one thing that will make you better at your job is to never stop learning.