I have no photo for Eye Candy Friday this week. I could look through my files on my computer, but I'm quite certain I've shared the best I have to offer, and quite frankly I'm too damn tired. On top of being the Best Day of the Week.. Friday is also the hardest.
By Friday I am exhausted, both physically and mentally. My patience is shot, my mood isn't always that great, and my nice is all but used up. It's not the best feeling in the world. But the promise of a rejuvenating weekend (unless it's busy which this one isn't thank Gawd!) and beer thirty get me through those last few hours when I think that I would've been better off doing something else.
I was talking to our school guidance counselor after lunch was over today about the mess that we are currently involved in that is sucking the life right out of me, and she made reference to how they are hiring another person to help run the special ed program for next year (it's hard when 2 people are working with 32 kids who have major learning disabilities) and ideally what she'd like to see would be me back in there again. (so then there would be 3) So I told her how once a week I go check in with the kids I used to work with every day to see how they are doing this school year, and how proud I am of a few of them because they have come such a long way.. and how much that is helping me get through THIS hard year. Because I know that for those other years, I was making a difference. I did reading with one little boy since he was in first grade and couldn't recognize his alphabet, forget read a word.. and now he's doing book reports on Magic Tree House books. He is my pride and joy... and I know that I played a roll in that. And it helps this year when I feel so frustrated and stuck between a rock and a hard place.
I know you all must be tired of hearing my bitch about this by now... I sure would be.. but some days I feel like if I don't get it out I will just explode from the intensity of it. And the worst part is due to confidentiality issues... I can't even really talk about it at all. So tonight we're going to use the old "Ice cream fixes all problems" excuse.. and throw in the PMS line to boot.. and tomorrow is a new day.
By the fire
The long day is over
The wind is gone
Asleep at dawn
The embers burn on
With no reprise
The sun will rise
The long day is over