New Year = New Post

Where to begin, where to begin?

Well, I guess the best place is where I left off.

I left you with a picture of a woman full of joy and excited about the future. I am not much changed from that woman. I have had a few bumps in the road-rowdy sixth graders, boyfriend gained and lost, holiday dramas, and one rocking fight with the broski.

Let's delve more into those topics, only because...because I want to. First of all, I love my new job, however I do not love all of my students. I teach 2 classes filled to the brim with the most disrespectful and rowdy group of sixth graders ever. They as individuals are wonderfully sweet and smart, collectively they act like idiots. I am learning that they are more aware about how to be successful than I give them credit....to say the least I am learning a lot. I am learning how not to yell, which is hard when you have fields and gym space as your classroom. Though they drive me crazy 90% of the time, 10% of the time I delight in each one of them. My only wish is that they would keeps their hands to themselves...good Lord, the hormones. Which brings me to the next bump.

Yes, boys and girls, I had my very first boyfriend. His name was Chris and he was a wonderful person. I will tell you that we broke up after 3 months, but his impact on me will last much longer. I am not sad about the break up, we were just too mismatched. I am sad that we weren't better matched because he showed me how I deserve to be pursued, treated and cherished. I learned so much of what I want from a relationship that I feel better prepared for the next one who is willing to step up to the plate. If Chris ever reads this I hope he is encouraged to be exactly who he is, because the right girl will love all of it...I just wasn't the right girl. Sadly, I did not get to spend NYE with him...yet another NYE without special kisses.

I will tell you this day in and day out...holidays(Xmas in particular) usually suck. Being a product of divorce I will always be pulled in multiple directions and this year was particularly bad because my partner in crime(brother Max) was out of the country and I had not one person who understood the shit we go through. To say the least I was a freaking basket case for a week, cried every day(and I rarely cry). I think the separation anxiety that I experienced was because brother bear and I had a huge fight prior to him leaving for a month...we have yet to talk and resolve the situation. I feel so horribly sad about it. I know that we will figure it out and we will be better for it. I love the manchild.

((sigh))

I am looking forward to the new year and the new things around the bend. I will be writing about my new goals but here is a teaser about some of them: new living stitch, "independently healthy", adventures in dating, working hard for the money and you might be seeing me soon.

To all the joy and happiness that I will get to dive into this year,

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