Now I am living on my own, (fantastic apartment!), have an amazing job, have an amazing boyfriend (yes I will be that girl!) and instead of taking the finals I can now give them. I didn't give a final on Friday but I probably should have. Why you might think? There was a fight in my second period class. Considering it's only the second one of the school year I feel like I'm doing an okay job with classroom management. I do teach middle school after all.
I am writing this from home in good ole South Carolina and while it's colder here than in Oklahoma it's very nice to be home. I left in such a rush this past August that I feel like I didn't get to say a proper good-bye to my hometown. I am home for winter break and because my daddy is having surgery on Monday. I don't care what your religious beliefs are but please pray for my daddy on Monday. I am a daddy's little girl through and through and am a teensy bit freaked out but what will be going on Monday. It doesn't help that my brubba won't be here but he was told not to come, and I will be with Mom and Grams all afternoon at the hospital. I am not sure that will make me calm. Did I mention I have really really bad anxiety and my medication is somewhere between Atlanta and Greenville because Delta lost my bag?
I am a very nervous person (too much time with the jewish grandma) and well I'm one of the millions of people who are medicated for anxiety. Does it work? Somewhat I don't freak out as much, I don't cry as much, I don't pace as much, and new people don't freak me out as much. Which is odd considering I love talking to strangers but the internal pep talk I have to give myself is a little much.
I will post more tomorrow but I owe my seven blog followers a post and since I can't sleep there is no time like the present.