I've seen all these posts on Facebook about "Thankful Thing #1" and apparently this is some November thing. I'm guessing it's someone's idea, probably someone famous, and likely someone faithful or religious or something. Whatever. I don't know how it started, but I know why.
I am VASTLY under-thankful for the wonderful things that make up my life. Yesterday, I left work early in an effort to avoid a nervous breakdown over stuff I can control. Instead, I find that this stuff often controls me, or I let it control me, or, well, something like that. And so I saw all these posts about people being thankful, and I thought, "well, great, isn't this nice? Now I feel guilty for feeling crappy and that nothing will ever get done ever, and there's still nothing to be grateful about. Bah humbug." So whatever, I was wrong. And negative. What's new?
Blah blah blah. Whiny Katie. Blah. Blah.
It turns out that today was a good day. Today was a day that reminded me why I teach, which is particularly shocking because as I was getting ready to go to work this morning, I thought, "I don't know why I even do this job. I am not having fun. I'm tired of it." The students were witty, insightful, funny, clever, cute. And I LOVED talking about The House on Mango Street, a book I'm teaching for the first time. I'm a nerd, but it's because I'm a nerd that I know it's all going to be ok. Because I got to geek out about the tone of a really great piece of literature.
Whatever. No big deal.
No big deal at all.
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