I've been acting badly this week. And now I'm in that sad, lonely aftermath of regret. Wishing that I was better at shutting up and not always so eager to tell those around me the way I see things and consequently why I am right. I'm quite accomplished at making speeches. It's never a good thing when you've grown tired of your own voice.
It's been a taxing last 5 days. Perhaps the busiest week of the year. I'm happy it is behind me now and if I can log 10 or 12 hours this weekend, I'll be in good shape for year end. It is almost laughable (and perhaps I will acutally laugh about it in July) at how bad I am at handling June stressors. I just hate that overwhelmed feeling of too much to do and not enough time to do it. I lose perspective and basically hand over a microphone to that voice inside my head that no one else, including me, should be listening to.
So for tonight I am taking some regrouping time. Going to work quietly in my classroom, sorting and grading. Looking for a little redemption.
Tomorrow is another day.