So I am back to work and happy to be there. It is always nice for me to have some routine and feel like a grown-up again. But I am a little overwhelmed. I have 2 classes that are completely changing: new books, new course design, new frameworks. I have found out a little something about myself in the last several years. If I don't like what is ahead or if I just don't know what to do, I just move on like there isn't a decision to be made. You know, thinking that I will deal with it when I HAVE to but not one minute before. I have been told by some (I'm looking at you, Mandy!) that this might not be the most helpful/healthy alternative. To be fair, I am working. I worked on Friday trying to get some plans and assignments set up for my Euro class. And today I looked into the first few days of World History. By Monday I will have plan, but don't look or listen too closely because I am probably going to working all the while having my head buried in the sand.
On an unrelated note, I have also recently discovered that I am selectively social. Nathan likes to say that I am anti-social and I do not hold that to be true. I do prefer to be at home with my people. I like nice, quiet evenings at home with just us. But I was discussing this a few weeks back with my sister-in-laws and one of them said she was "selectively social". I can be very social - when that is what I want to be. The mood has to right. My children have to be cooperative. And then I can hang with the best of them. I was telling my S-I-Ls that Nathan never wants to go out to eat with just us. He always wants to invite friends. When I said that, another sister-in-law said immediately, "That is too much work!" Lights came on, buttons clicked! I don't think I would have ever put it in those words, but that is exactly how I feel. Being with other people all the time is a lot of work. So, see, I am learning about myself - or at least the words to describe my quirks- even at my ripe ol' age. I guess I don't always bury my head in the sand ;).
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