This has been one of the longest weeks ever. Each night has required me to be at school until at least 4, except for Tuesday and Wednesday which required me to stay until 7. I am so unbelievably thankful that Parent/Teacher conferences are over for another year. I enjoy meeting with parents and talking about what we do, but I really was not cut out to work 12 hour days. Maybe I'm just spoiled.
I'm frantically scurrying to get all of my Highly Qualified Teacher paperwork into the Super's office. This is a huge pain, considering it should have been done 5 years ago-but that's beside the point. I feel this year is the year of paperwork. That between the divorce, moving and school I have had an ever growing stack of papers waiting for me to fill them out and turn them in.
Monday through Friday require so much from me. It's an amazing amount of work to be the only grown up responsible for 3 children. I frequently used to say that it would be easier to be a single parent because there would be no expectation of assistance from the other parent. I am learning that this theory is in fact true! It sucks that there's nobody to "tag-you're it" but, knowing that I am responsible for all of it almost makes it easier. Or it could possibly be the fact that there's nobody making a mess while I'm at work, the house looks exactly the same when I get home as it did when I left. Or maybe it's that our life revolves around our schedule now and nobody else's. Either way-it's a ton of work, but my life seems far less stressful than it did previously.
Because the weeks are so long and hectic-I long for the weekends. I look forward to lazy days and doing whatever we please. I also look forward to being able to spend time with him. The him that makes me happy. The him who wants to spend time with me. The him who makes me smile and forget all of the crappy stuff. The him who has taught me that when someone leaves, it doesn't mean they're gone for good. The him who has taught me that sometimes people are honest and they do what they say they are going to do. The him who has taught me that sometimes people want to make you smile instead of wanting to see you hurting and crying. I think this will be the him that will restore a lot of my faith in humanity.
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