- The air had that burning leaves smell about it this morning and the second it wafted into my car, I realized that yes, it is November first. I had a brief panic attack as Ash and I talked about all the things we have to do for our house and then I realized how little time I have now to buy Christmas gifts. Aww crap!
- Halloween turned out fine. We didn’t do the big thing we normally do; no trailer, no chili dinner. But my boys had a ton of fun running house to house with friends and Dakota did enjoy parts of it, but she was kind of tired. So was I; when we got home and had picked through the candy and gotten kids to sleep, I was just dead on the couch. I didn’t even watch wrestling! Which is a shame because fun stuff happened, of course.
- I’m still feeling the burn from the evening today; there’s not quite enough coffee to propel me into class and make my brain work. I’m a bit burned out of teaching right now and, well, we have weeks to go. Six actually, but Thanksgiving week is a wash.
- People down the hall are singing happy birthday very loudly. In all my ten years on this campus, I am not sure I have ever witnessed that!
- I’m looking forward to the next few weeks around here. The last flag games are Saturday and then we’re free for a little bit! My parents are coming over for Veteran’s day; we’re hoping to hit the parade and then they’re going with us and the boys to the FSU/Boston College game. Sadly, the very next weekend is when soccer practice should begin. I shouldn’t say that negatively; I like soccer season. But there’s little free time between sports around here.
- And now, something political. I think I may early vote tomorrow and put it out of my mind. I am so disgustingly over this election that I just want it to be over. Please make it end!
Tuesday Chat time!
“How do you handle your failures? Are you a crawl back into bed and wait for it all to pass kinda person? Or are you a jump immediately back on the horse sort?“
You know, it really depends on how much of a failure it was. Was it some kind of embarrassing thing entirely my fault? Then I might hide for a little while but stew, then figure out a plan of action to either correct my mistake or move forward with a better plan of action.
I am trying to think of a time recently when I actually failed at something that made me feel bad. I mean, if something doesn’t work out, I feel disappointed but I usually let stuff roll off me and soldier on. This is a trait I try to instill in my children too because lord knows they can dwell on something forever and let it take over. I don’t have time for that!