Whiteout

I have become a proud user of Whiteout in the last week. It seems that my mistakes get funnier and funnier as the week comes to a close. If messing up everyone’s grades wasn’t enough, I also locked my keys in the classroom effectively stamping my day with a reason to laugh. My real life Romeo (aka Ben) came to my rescue and climbed through the classroom window to retrieve the keys for me.

During this week, I filled myself with Bigelow mint tea and Dunkin Donuts coffee, both of which helped me successfully move through the first hours of the morning. I normally don’t drink this much coffee, and I really shouldn’t since I also cut myself trying to open the box of creamers. Yup. A nice deep cut right on my thumb from my persistence to open a box of creamer that was, in fact, very important!

I learned that swinging is a small type of exercise that I can easily do without straining my hernia. I am thrilled to have found this out, so I get one point on the success side of my week! I also learned that short walks with my best friend (aka Ben) is sincerely one of the best parts of my day. Falling into bed has not felt this good in a long while. I go to bed, knowing that I did my best and knowing that I worked my hardest. It is amazing to have full days, but exhausting as I shift my schedule around to meet the other needs of my day. I am juggling different responsibilities and finding which ones should be accomplished and which ones can be saved for later.

I am no longer in the momentum of 5 kids that are 2 years old and younger. I am now embracing Jr. High Keyboarding and Literature {and I must say that my weekend read of Ben-Hur excites me}. I am remembering that Jr. Highers say the most random things {and I sometimes feel like I’m just one of them too}. I enjoy listening to their chatter. I love watching them grow under the pressures of school, because I know that one day, they will be thankful that they had the pressure of required homework assignments and hard tests.

I don’t mind taking out the Whiteout and gracefully smearing it on my mistakes, because I’m glad to be learning, and I know that this learning process is far from over. So, I’ll whip out my Whiteout and spread it’s magical healing powers over my gnarled {hilarious} mistakes.

So, if you see me around in the next couple of days or weeks {probably even years}, just pull out a bottle of Whiteout and hand it to me. I will grasp onto that plastic bottle with no shame and add it to my collection. I’m glad for these mistakes, because I am learning so much.

I had a great time at school this week, and I look forward to the numerous Whiteout opportunities that will be available in about 48 hours.