Close call

The wisdom found in the theme song from the 80's t.v. show The Facts of Life really applies to my week so far: you gotta take the good, and take the bad. 

Monday: Halloween. 34 nine-year-olds. Lots of sugar. Controlled chaos. Exhausting, but all in all, a really fun day.  And I will never grow tired of introducing a child to the joy of watching It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!

 "I got a rock." (Been there, Charlie Brown. Been there.)

Tuesday: Awesome day of teaching.  They were engaged. They listened intently. We laughed. We watched dry ice sublimate. We all learned something. I finished the day thinking, "I love my job!"

Wednesday: Awful day of teaching. I wanted to bang my head against the wall during the math lesson.  They just weren't getting it.  I explained it 5 different ways. And they still didn't understand. And the day didn't ever go up from there. They talked. A lot. It was windy outside, and that just makes them all a little nutty. I had mountains of tasks to complete.  I ended the day feeling like a complete failure. And you know, that's always fun.

Thursday: A day off from work. So. Thankful. For. That. It's amazing how 11 hours of sleep and an excessive amount of time in my pj's will give me a whole new perspective on things.

It's a close one, but I think when I add in a few really great conversations I had with some of the wonderful people in my life and a rockin' party that I'm headed to tomorrow night, the scale's gonna tip toward me ending up with a good week. Phew!