It’s been so long, I hardly know where to start. But in the back of my mind, while wondering where to start, I find myself simultaneously wondering if the previous sentence counts as a run-on or if “It’s been so long” counts as an introductory clause. Then, I’m impressed that the above thought even runs through my mind. I’ve been brainwashed into not just acting like a teacher but thinking like one too.
And on this day before Thanksgiving, I want to go ahead and give thanks for this day off and the two more days off to come.
And sleep--sleep that lasts until one o’clock.
I’ve some things to tell you about, but first, a little explanation. I think that I’ve been, well, depressed. At first, I thought I felt tired from working so much, but recently it dawned on me that in addition to feeling tired, I also hadn’t been calling friends or going out. I was lost in a TV and ice cream coma.
Why? I don’t know, really. Maybe I feel rabidly insecure about my teaching and taken advantage of by my kids. Maybe I am dissatisfied with adult life. Maybe family stress just got too much to handle. I do know that when I got home from school, the last thing I wanted to do was reflect or, god forbid, connect. I just wanted off.
None of that has really changed, but I think blogging is good medicine for my brain, so I resolve to begin posting again.
Thank you to everyone for checking in on me and wishing me well in my absence. Ya’ll make a girl feel good.
Stories to follow soon.