I’ve been a little crabby lately.
Not so much on the blog, obviously. It’s easy to avoid being a whiny blogger if you simply remove “blogger” from the equation temporarily. Unfortunately friends, I’m going to subject you to my whining. But not for long, I promise.
Why so glum you ask? There are a number of reasons:
- Marriage isn’t all sunshine and roses. There’s lots of that, luckily, but occasionally a less ideal metaphor would be more appropriate. I knew this before I got married, of course, but I’m not sure how much easier that makes it.
- Seamus reached eight months and turned EVIL. I have lots of evidence of this, including two torn up bedroom rugs. In addition to destroying textiles, he’s also taken to stealing food off plates and peeing as he circles the living room couch, which takes about 30 swearing-filled minutes to clean up.
- I missed the LOST series finale, and it’s taking way too long to download. I’m actually not upset about missing what’s sure to be the best piece of TV in history, since my brother’s senior show was totally worth it, but I’m pretty pissed at myself that I didn’t plan ahead and start the downloading process this morning because right now it’s at 14.6% and says it’s still got 1 day and 16 hours left until it’s done. eff.
- And probably the biggest cause of my crabbiness, the thing that’s been exacerbating #1 and leaving me with little patience for #2 and #3: a few months ago I resigned from my job. Not resigned like gave my 2-weeks notice. I’m not an a-hole (honestly, I think it’s pretty crappy when teachers quit midyear unless they have a really good reason) and I don’t hate teaching. Well, some days I hate teaching, but most days I don’t. And I love (a large percentage of) my students. But regardless, I’ve “resigned” as in given up my position for next year. It’s exciting, but it’s also really, really scary/stressful. I definitely don’t have anything lined up for next year, and honestly, I don’t even know what my dream job would be anyway. I.am.freaking.out.
I just thought I’d let you know since this–especially #4–will have an effect on this blog. There’s surprising little out there about life after teaching, which is weird considering some statistics say that up to 50% of teachers leave the profession within their first 5 years. Where do they go?? What do they do?? I want to use this blog to contribute to that discussion. And to chronicle my own journey. And to post about whatever else I happen to be interested in, because, to be fair, it is my blog, and I’m not ready to pigeon-hole myself yet. Plus I’m working on a fun decor project at my parents’ house (but no, that’s not where my career’s heading, at least not today).
So, yeah. I already feel a tiny bit better after getting that off my chest. Thanks friends.
Anything been making you feel crabby as of late? Feel free to vent in the comments.