Well, I am officially a lazy blogger. This week has been a little hectic. I have worked a few days at the school, so that has kept me busy. In case you didn't know, I substitute at Coeburn Primary. I really like it, but some days are better than others. Today I was in fourth grade, and it was awful! Not any particular kid, just the entire age is awful. There is no respect. (Now I sound old.) I would much rather deal with Pre-K age, than the older kids. I am still trying to decide if I want to get my masters in teaching or not. I am back and forth. Part of me wants to, but I ABSOLUTELY dread the idea of going back to school. I barely liked it when I was in college without kids. I can't imagine college with kids. And then, there is the $15,000 minimum debt I would graduate with. I am just going to say my prayers and hope I get some sort of sign as to what I am suppose to do with the rest of my life. So, please help me and say a little prayer as well.
I think I am going to get my hair cut again Friday. I got it cut last week, but I want it shorter. This is brave for me. I usually don't do short. I love the security of my ponytails. Well, if I don't like it, at least my hair grows fast.
I am getting use to Kailey's shorter hair. I still don't like it, but I have learned to deal with it. I still haven't talked to grandmother. I am not mad any more, but I just don't see the need to call just to say nothing. I am sure she will call me soon enough. I still don't know if it was an accident or not, but really what is the difference? What is done is done, and there is nothing I can do about it except move on. About the only time it bothers me is in the morning when I am fixing her hair. She has such thick hair that it is actually harder to fix when it is short, than when it is long.
Todd and I celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary Tuesday. We didn't have a babysitter, and we had to take Kailey to her singing lesson, but we still had a wonderful anniversary. I don't think it is about what you do, but who you do it with. I love my husband to death. He is the best ever, and he absolutely spoils me more every day.
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