Bad Day

I have been teaching for exactly four weeks. It has been a very long four weeks. I had a very long day, and I have 3 more days ahead of me. I miss my old my life.
Here's a list of all the things I miss about my old life:

* having a two day weekend where I do no work on either day
* having a relatively easy job
* having a car (I've been lugging supplies to and from school every day on a bus and the subway)
* enjoying the end of the summer and the fall
* being able to watch Nats games on TV, and not just when they're playing the Mets
* being close to my family
* having any time to myself
* feeling like I can successfully do my job
* fractured prune donuts
* having time and energy to run
* my cell phone (I lost it somewhere)


September is a very hard time for new teachers. Particularly teachers with no training or affinity for children. Today is just a bad day, and it will get better. I just wish I could fast forward to that time where it will be better so I could stop struggling through every day until then. I'm only writing this so that when I get to that magical and easy time I can look back and laugh (or, more likely, be thankful that it's over).