Must stay positive!

Ever have one of those days where things just seem to get gradually worse rather than better? Now, granted, my version of "worse" is often not that bad at all, but work with me on this one...even if it's just to humor me :)

So, I'm 7 weeks into this long term sub job and it's probably one of the few Monday's where I walk in and actually feel prepared and/or like I'll really get to accomplish some things. Well...I was wrong. Half the stuff in my lesson plans we didn't even get to! With trying to juggle new students that arrived recently AND get all these darned assessments completed before the end of next week (throw in there the teaching time it will take to prepare these kids for the assessments too...), time quickly escapes my grasp and I'm left feeling completely stressed and not to mention confused about how I should spend the wee bit of time I do have left in the day! After talking with another 2nd grade teacher to get some ideas on how to manage my time and fit in those non-negotiable teaching blocks, I felt much better by the end of the day. It's a little before 4pm and I'm lugging work home to grade out to my car and...it won't start. I call Richard and just start crying.

Let me pause here and just say how stinking amazing my husband is. His hormonal and stressed out wife calls him crying and he's so quick to calm me down and make me feel better. He jumps in his truck to drive all the way out of town to come help start the car (it's a bad starter) and greets me with a hug and kiss and makes sure I'm ok before even working on the Jeep. Seriously, God gave me a good one.

So he arrives, gets the Jeep started, and then we have to rush back to pick up the Mazda from the shop because it was damaged from a head on collision with a deer a few weeks back...it's a race against time! Oh and I had to still make dinner when I got home (later than planned), not to mention that pile of school work to be graded, when all I really want to do is crawl into bed and wake up 2 weeks from now so that I can at least cross off the long term sub job from my list of stressers.

I'm trying my hardest to be positive, and having such an encouraging husband sure does help. But I'm (yet again) reminded that I need to be leaning on God and trusting that he will take care of me and our situations/circumstances. We are beyond blessed in so many ways, why couldn't He take care of us through this as well? I mean, really, what am I thinking? Where's my faith? It's one of those lessons to be taught over and over again through so much grace. Boy, is grace a good thing!

See, I told you my version of worse it's really all that bad. I've taken it down a few notches over the years, trust me :) I am a work in progress, as we all are.