Irritation

How much longer will I be doing this dance? I try hard, rejected and rebuffed.
It is not a easily changed dance, I fear it a never ending square dance as we both have become too entreanched to reach out of this whirlwind.

The love isn't gone, just the passion. The rain seems to have claimed all the matches. I sit my last bits of embers, greying with spattering of orange underneath its layers.

A match saved from the storm or something more....

Hoping for Something Good

Since graduation I have been on 3 interviews. My past interview seemed to go really well, they gave me a tour, discussed salary with me, and have been contacting my references. Alas, I am waiting on a phone call. I hate waiting.... I hope I get a good phone call. I've been researching lesson plans for Language Arts/ Reading so I won't have a complete meltdown if I get the job trying to plan what to do. And of course I've watched "Freedom Writers" trying to decide if I want to do journals with my students. Not sure what all I want to do in my classroom, but I know I am going to be bothering the other teachers like crazy so I can keep some kind of consistency.

I got my Bachelor's in the mail today. I was excited, but also irritated becuase it's on really flimsy computer paper, I mean come on, couldn't they at least use a thicker weight??? Oh well, at least I have proof that I'm educated now.

We have expanded our little family to include two more cats, Tango (boy) and Ming-Ming (our little girl). They are too cute and a great fit for our family. The big boys Nemo and Shark Bait love them. It makes the house chaotic and warm all at the same time.