2 boxes of tissue, 6 Vicodin, and A bottle of Nasal Spray later . . .

Plus a whole lot more, including a trip to Urgent Care. . . I'M BETTER! Actually, not 100% better, but starting to feel better. Since last Thursday, my body has been trying to fight off this nasty virus, which has caused my nose to run non-stop, my head to severely ache, and my energy to vanish. By day 5, I thought it would never end. However, just last night I realized I was starting to get better. As I look back on this miserable week of staying in bed and blowing my nose, I can't believe all the things I've missed.

But I'm not going to dwell on all the things I've missed. Instead, I've realized that I cannot take my health for granted. Now that I'm back on my feet, I'm trying to get some stuff done around my place. Cleaning up, organizing, and scrubbing. . . but I can't do any of these things without having to take a break and breathe again. (Hence, the blogging.) It's hard to be unhealthy and not be able to do the things you really want to do, especially the simple routine tasks like taking a shower. Yes, I took a shower everyday, but I couldn't take one without being so exhausted. Not only could I hardly do daily routines, I missed a lot of exciting events too. I would've much rather been sick during spring break than this week, but c'est la vie. Having to stay in bed is hard. Nevertheless, I'm totally looking forward to getting back into the swing of life.

Note to self: Take heed of my health. If I don't have my health, I don't have much.

78 Degrees

It's 78 degrees outside today--the hottest day of 2008 so far--and I'm sick. I'm stuck in bed with a headache, runny nose, itchy throat, and ZERO energy. I'm so mad. Tomorrow is suppose to be back in the 50s. Go figure.

DAAAAY 1

Monday? Check! One down, four to go. Today was the first day back at school. I must admit, it was much better than I expected. I walked into work today thinking, "Expect the worst, hope for the best." Sometimes coming back from a break can get the children all riled up because they're so excited to see each other again. Or sometimes they come back super chill because it's like the first day of school all over and they're strangely nervous. Today they were totally excited to come back, but they were able to control themselves, and we picked up in the classroom right where we left off. I guess it's a sign that they're maturing, which is a good thing. . . A great thing, actually. Quite honestly, I was dreading going back to work. I was getting accustomed to the time off and getting things done around the house. Last night, the thought of going back to work made me so anxious. I got to work this morning, still anxious, but as soon as I saw one of my students, I couldn't help but be excited and I realized I kinda missed them. At that point, I had a bit of an epiphone. I have less than 3 months to hang out with these kiddos. Have as much fun with it as you can!

Back to Work

Well, not quite yet, but it is the first thing I thought about when I woke up this morning. . . Pretty typical when school is in. This tells me it's about that time. Spring Break is done. I'm not too excited about it because after this, there are no more breaks until summer vacation. I'm already looking forward to it. I know people think, "Man, teachers have it so good. They get the weekends off, Thanksgiving, winter break, mid winter break, spring break, and summer break." Yes, this is true, but you must understand that if I didn't have these times off, I'd be in the looney bin. Don't get me wrong, I love what I do. The children are great, I feel lucky to be their teacher, and it's so cool to watch them learn. . . but f%$#. . . They're a tough crowd! If I didn't have that time away from them, then I'd go insane!

So, the break is over. Tonight is a school night and I hit the ground running tomorrow morning. On a scale from one to ten, ten being the best, I'd give this spring break about an 7.5-8. I didn't do anything extrememly exciting, but it was wonderful to have some time for myself.

Isaac Boy!

Oh spring break. So far, so good. Not spectacular, but definitely nothing to complain about. I just spent the entire day with my cutest nephew ever, Isaac. We had way too much fun.

Spring Break?!

So, I was inspired to enter the world of blogging by keeping up with the DailyMacoo and pdelacru. Living on my own, it seems to be a good way to get my "talking" out when I'm all my byself (That's how my cousin G used to talk).

It's late Sunday night, and I don't have work tomorrow because I'm a teacher and this is the week of Spring Break. Usually, I'd be ecstatic. You know, "SPRING BREAK! HELL YEAH! WOOHOO!" but this year, not so much. As soon as the bell rang on Friday, I just took a deep breath, grabbed my keys, hopped in the car, came home, and slept. I don't have any big plans for the week, but that's the beauty of it. I can wake up and decide right then and there what I want to do. No time constraints. It's all up to me. I don't think I'd even have the energy to travel anyway. I'm getting old. Yes, at 26 I feel old and burnt out. I know my drained feeling is a result of teaching. Don't get me wrong, I love my career for sure. These children are so great, but this year is particularly more difficult because my low level learners are the lowest I've ever had. Teaching Kindergarten--it's a high risk, high reward type of gig. As a result, I am quite exhausted and just want to rest for Spring Break. On the other hand, it would've been really great to get away from Seattle for a little bit. Snow during spring break isn't exactly my ideal weather for a week off.