I understand it’s only the end of 4th grade, but I’m kinda freaking out. I felt like my son would be in elementary school forever. As a former 4th grade teacher, I was especially excited for this school year, which ended up being quite anticlimactic in that they read Island of the Blue Dolphins in class, and there wasn’t a mission project send home for us to work on together. I was bitterly disappointed as I was waiting for those. And now my little man, who has aced grade 4, is preparing to become a 5th grader, and then you know what that means…. middle school. I’m not ready. I get all choked up just thinking about it. Last night he told me to take my last ‘glance’ at him as a 4th grader. That killed me! My daughter also excelled in preschool, she needs a little improvement in following directions and being nice to others, but then again, so do I. I don’t feel so bad with her behavior at home, and at least feel there is consistency. This week I am determined to get her into a big girl bed, and she continues to grow and is so incredibly smart!
This weekend marked the one year anniversary of my quitting my job running the studio. While not the best financial decision of my life, it was the best mental health decision I made, second to leaving my marriage. I was working in such a negative, integrity-less environment whose business practices went against my core values. It felt terrible to draw money out of people as they do, and it’s all just wrong. They had their showcase this weekend and I had students reach out to me to tell me how much they still miss me and what I brought to the studio. That made me feel wonderful and loved.
Speaking of great feelings, I am so impressed with how well I am doing these days. I don’t have a job or any interviews scheduled, but there are a few irons in the fire. I dedicated last week to dating and went on 4 horrible dates, one decent, and one very nice date. I am going to see him again, so I’m not going to write about it. 🙂 I also went out with girlfriends this weekend. What a blessing I have in this. We went for wine, talked, laughed, supported one-another, accepted one another, and I felt like the luckiest girl on the planet. It was such a balanced weekend – I did a lot with the kids – bowling, biking, swimming. I went out with my girlfriends, and enjoyed the beautiful weather. I have been working on framing my story in my head about my life and I am really feeling the shift of my self-pity to contentment and happiness. What a difference a practiced attitude shift makes! I’m late in posting this one, as I have more to write about, so I’ll sign off now!
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