I confess...

March 12, 2013

I confess... while I love the puppy stage, it drive me nuts. This sneaky thing went a week straight with no accidents and has had two or three when we aren't looking. Oh dachshunds! They are such a pain in the rear. 

I confess... I love to teach but despise the classroom management part of it. I just don't get kids who refuse to act appropriately. My job is to teach, not to pick up where the parents fail. Let's just be honest, home training is out the window these days. I nearly died when I saw this on Pinterest last night! There was a daiquiri shop across from the first school I worked at, there was always a line when I passed it on Thursdays lol!

I confess... I have a terrible temper and zero patience, and it is all relative to what part of the school year we are in. 

I confess... Jeremy isn't a fan of about half of the "clean eating" recipes I find. I think I just have more tolerance for healthy foods. As long as it is seasoned good I am good to go. 

I confess... It is so hard to do a workout program alone. I need just enough motivation to get through the workout then I want my alone time back lol! 

I confess... While I adore my alone time, it starts to get to me after a while. Jeremy is in class until 8 almost every night and while I don't want to leave to do anything after a full day of working with kids...talking to dogs can get a bit old. 

I confess... part of the reason I don't want to move for internship just has to do with the fact that I am sick of starting over. This is the first year I haven't had a new teaching job. At the end of my 1st year they closed several schools and non-tenured teachers got transfered, then after my second year we came here, and this year was the first time I didn't have to pack up. Now we may have to pack up and move again, but who knows where.

I confess... it is really stressful to know you need to put out applications, but don't know where to put them. Until Jeremy gets an internship there is really nothing I can do.  I am not 100% positive I will get a job if Jeremy isn't hired a the beginning of the summer. Teacher hiring is always spring and late summer and I just fear being stuck here while he is off yet again. Somewhere in my mind I know it will work out, it always does. It's just the process of uncertainty that I despise so much. 

I confess... I rarely make the bed. Jeremy gets up after me, I don't see the the point in making it at 4pm. 

I confess... I should probably wear more makeup than I do to work, but I love my sleep more than vain female expectations. It doesn't make me feel that fabulous, when the humidity is high I feel like I'm wearing a mask. 

What do you have to confess?