Two different students on two separate occasions came up to me and literally thanked me for "being a sub." It was funny, but I held back my laughter.
I want to buy this book:
...by David Roche, microcosmpublishing.com. I browsed through it at a craft store in Columbus, and it looked humorous.
It's been hard to find subbing jobs because there are so many people in the system. When a job is posted, it's picked up in seconds. It's dog-eat-dog for subs around here! I can't wait to move.
In other news, Daisy is getting bigger everyday. She is still chewing and eating everything she finds, resulting in the cleanest our apartment has ever looked. I can't even put my purse on the floor. I'm very happy to have her, though. She's a stress-reliever; there's nothing like curling up on the couch and Daisy climbing on top of me.
I'll be turning 25 in ten days. 25, and I still don't know what I want to do with my life. I'm trusting that the powers-that-be have something good in store for me. Maybe it's something that has nothing to do with education. Who knows? All I know is that I need something more. I want to feel a connection to my work and the people with whom I work. Right now, I don't feel that.
I shouldn't complain. Many teachers in the area will be handed pink slips at the end of the year. Ones who have families and house/car payments. I don't envy them, and I thank God that I'm not worried about if I'll have a job at the end of the year or not.
Which brings me to my New Years resolution (inspired by Brie): gratitude. I need to practice gratitude every day. I need to write the word in a place where I can see it every morning. Because as much as I get down about not being where I saw myself at 25, there are still so many beautiful things and people in my life.
