Fun!

A handful of yearbook kids and three parents came up today and worked in the gym getting it ready for yearbook distribution. Our marketing director asked if we could set up distribution to be part of the theme experience. Soooooo we spent the day setting up a maze, making posters and taking photos. The best part, though, was when I got to show the kids who worked a preview of the book. They were so happy. Days like this, I LOVE my job.

The only bad thing, a pair of shoes I planned on wearing to Europe hurt my heels today. Rethinking that plan.

Even The Best Plans

I planned on writing from 8-10 tonight, but DD stopped by for one of the first times since she moved out and asked me to go get brownie mix with her.
Family first.
That’s new for me, which I realize is sad.
For years I worked in the newsroom, dragging DD with me, leaving DH out completely. Focused on one thing: success.
And I found success. I love my job. It was fun. But I pushed my family to the side so often it’s crazy.
I can’t get that time back, but I can make the time I have now better.
Lesson learned: I had time to write earlier, but I knew I was going to write from 8-10, so I didn’t take advantage of it. Mistake!
I did get the writing in. But it’s 11 now, and I have no idea how I used to stay up until 1 and 2 a.m.
I’m falling asleep at the keyboard!

Bad Week

I hate bad weeks, and this was one of the worst since I was a relatively new teacher barely older than my students.
On the bright side, by the end of the horrible work week, I found myself focused on the positive: the kids working after school, the newbies taking on big challenges because the work wasn’t getting done, the way the editors work together, the look of the book, the people I work with. Life is good. And the job sucks sometimes, but it’s the job. Something I do and usually love that enhances life NOT life itself.
Nice reminder. It was needed.

Love Your Work, and it won’t feel like work

“Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.”
Confucius
I don’t jump out of bed the minute the alarm goes off, throw on my clothes and hit the door running like I’m Wonder Woman out to save the world (although, if I looked like Wonder Woman, I might!).
BUT
I love my job.
I love the deadlines, the whiny kids, the strange directives from “down town,” the parents, the HORRIBLE new grading software. I love it. Every bit of it makes it my job. And my job is awesome.
If I teach my students nothing else, I hope I teach them to find a job they love so it feels like life instead of work. And I hope they truly believe they’re capable of changing the world.
We’re down to another few months before awesome kids walk to stage and start on their futures. I hope they take this knowledge with them.