Struggling...

I bet you get the impression when you read this silly blog that my life is just the greatest thing since sliced bread...the perfect little family, with a giant dog, that never rolls in her own poop, or never barks like a wild animal, or never steps on my feet, gets in my way, or bugs me to death.  And a perfect husband who never, ever, ever annoys me, and always does everything I ask, like take out the recycling at the exact moment that I ask.  And a perfect kid, who never cries, never whines, never has a runny nose, or never spits up on my floors.  And that I am always happy.  Always.  Well...let me let you in on a little secret...the Holmes do not have perfect lives!  As a matter of fact, I have been struggling, and even though it's hard for me to be honest, it makes me feel better to let it all out.  I am wondering if I'm supposed to be a teacher.  I am wondering why I'm not enjoying it, and why I'm dreading going to work every day.  I wonder if there is one kid out there who actually knows how much I worry about planning lessons that are engaging, fun, or even one that would increase their heart rate (heaven forbid!)  Last week was a bad week.  It pretty much all started with a bad day in lunch duty, and then I was just miserable all week.  So......I realize I need to GET OVER IT.  I'm a teacher.  My master's is in Education, it won't be easy to just up and leave now, but I hope I get over this funk real quick.  I also know that most people are probably sick of hearing this, and think "us teachers" should stop complaining, but not getting a raise for the past 5 years doesn't help my attitude towards teaching right now, either.  Oh well.  Such is life, I guess, but just know that this isn't the perfect little blog of perfect lives.  As a matter of fact, sometimes our life is a complete mess, but that's life, right?  Real life.  That's what happens in the Holmes family.

Here's Claire watching the Giants come back...phew, those Giants are something else!