I went outside this morning and I saw some intersting things:
- The boxer that the old man walks around on a short leash was having a ball running around the apartment grounds off his leash. I didn't even phase him, he just kept running. He reminded me of a kid.
- The truck that's always double parked or too far up the sidewalk had a 310 written on the window. Deep down, I hoped it's because it was towed because its' owner is an inconsiderate jerk.
- The weather was delicious. It was slightly cool. No need for A/C this morning. It made me long for a Pumpking Spice Latte and my b.f.f.
I work late and bring work home on the weekends, but I decided to give their approach a try this weekend and the universe decided to give me a hand, too.
I've got to do what I can to beat this burn out feeling. It's like two years ago all over again. I got over it then, and I know I will get over it this time. I just need to make sure I take care of me so that the casualties are minimal.
It does make me wonder how it is that those teachers who have taught for decades do it...