She said, “You are a great teacher.”
Trying to keep it humble, all I could reply was, “Thanks for the compliment.”
“In case you didn’t know, I like you and stuff,” the text message read.
The day started at 4:45am when the alarm went off and she hit snooze for the third time. Her final arousal was brought on by a to-do list imprinted in her memory that wore a watch and tapped its foot. But first…there was coffee.
After two long snow days, she, just like her students, would be dragging into school with the “I don’t REALLY want to be here right now” attitude. That didn’t change the fact that she still had to show up. So with a smile and a little stand-up comedy, she went through the motions of her day: 2nd hour were the chatty kathys, 5th was interruted by a fish or bbq sandwich lunch, 6th hour perfected their blank stares, while 7th hour needed to be wrangled, gagged, and hog-tied to their chairs. By 8th hour, she was down on her knees thanking God that they still had a quiz to take, so she could get 30 minutes quiet time.
Then there were after school meetings, practice for the play, and putting the finishing touches on an oratorical speech that may never be heard. What a day! she thought, as she slumped into the recliner infront of the TV around 6:30pm.
She was worn out, batteries were depleted. She forced her way through her 15-minute Yoga DVD, for habitual sake, then headed down stairs to plug in her cell phone. Simultaneously while connecting the charger, a chime was heard. She had received a text.
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“Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.”~Robert Brault
This is no Nike commercial, just a motto to get up off my butt and do the things I say, want to do, or just plain NEED to do. I have fizzled out lately due to whatever excuse comes to mind. After forcing myself to watch any motivational video I can find, I am once again “back on the horse” as they say. Luckily, journaling takes place in this new found happiness factor, which leads me to wanting to write (or forcing myself to write). Although revealing my feels and thoughts are a byproduct of this reformed soon-to-be habit, it is not the main objective. I’m suppose to talk about one positive thing that has happened each day (please refer to the Shawn Achor video posted two days ago). This should inturn result in a more positive outlook on life…blah, blah, blah. You get the point. 2/14/2012 positive: I managed to inspire myself to clean out my car, grade papers, and exercise in the same day. Haha. I’m working on making this habitual (hoping that the car stays clean).
