Tomorrow's another day...

And that rough day has past and one moves on...

It is days from the end of school, and this is a very odd ending. I have only one senior this year. He has been so faithful to come to the 7 am class every day but didn't accomplish as much as I would have hoped. But, maybe our time together wasn't totally about AP Art. He is a great young man with a very good head on his shoulders and seems to be a man after God's own heart. I pray that he will remain steadfast...

I have made a rather drastic response to my "very bad day" at my place of work. No, I didn't quit...I have no where else to go when God says stay. I just began a purge - of anything that hadn't moved in the last four years. It was a good thing really. I feel good about what I threw out AND what I found in the process. And I now am surrounded by my "stuff" and what was once clutter is now vanished.

I find the stress of the last weeks of school difficult to stomach sometimes...no, everytime. Some teachers are overloading with tests, the admin is stressing over letting the staff know what their jobs entail for the coming year, and, "oh, yeah, by the way, did I tell you that you will be teaching five new classes of canoe repair and basket weaving to attention deficit children?"

Yes, I still am a little touchy...but isn't that what blogs are for? To spill your guts to the millions of those who could care less - let alone my five faithful followers? Happy almost summer, you guys, and you know who you are!! And blessings, of the best kind...