Most days, the life of a working mom to me feels like an uncontrollable freight train heading towards a brick wall. Some days it feels like the train has hit the wall head on.
The end.
I cannot say I enjoyed this year working. I can say that teaching is still the perfect job for me. The day flies by like no other job in the world, and I enjoy the interaction with teenagers more than I would interaction with colleagues. That being said, teenagers are more horrible than ever, lazier than ever, and yes I am frustrated beyond belief with them most days. However, the job is never boring and is always a challenge so most days I smile more than frown. I still wish I was a human lie detector because approximately 95% of what teenagers tell teachers is a lie. They are darn good at lying too!
The "new house" is proving to be my peaceful sanctuary. Where else can someone see a view like this in their backyard at 6 AM before heading to work? Makes the school day easier.
In conclusion, yes I will quit my job if I win the lottery. Yes, I would rather be at home with Blaine. Yes, teenagers are so horrible I want to keep Blaine in a bubble and home school him. No, I will not do any of those things because I'm pretty sure in the long run, this is the best way for things to be.
