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Closing the Teach For America Blogging Gap
Jan 21 2013

1 for 1 and Repeated Affairs.

Around this exact time last year I wrote an entry on how I finally learned how to long term plan. Well. It seems to have happened again. Somehow in this season of my life something just clicked about planning during my Professional Development day after Winter Break. Last year, I finally learned how to plan for a full week. This year, I learned how to plan for a full month. (Okay, I understand that being the most effective means you can plan your entire year but being realistic that just hasn’t been an option for me. I would go out on a limb and say it’s probably about the same for most of my TFA colleagues). I don’t really know how to explain it or how it has improved since this time a year ago. And by not being able to explain it, I literally mean I don’t know how to put it into words. Honestly, I’m just grateful that for some reason the LORD has decided to bestow upon me knowledge that makes my planning and job easier. It’s bizarre.

In other news, I’m not really one for resolutions. I moreso feel like at anytime in your life you should start new, healthy routines and cutoff old, deadly, poor ones. However, I decided that being a new semester I would make a “resolution” for my work life. In the midst of having a much healthier life this year than last, I realized I still spend a significant amount of energy and time at my job. In turn, it still drains me physically and emotionally more than I’d want.

So I decided I would go into work no earlier than 6:45 everyday (1 day a week is an exception) and leave no later than 5 p.m. (1 day a week is an exception). By this I assumed my morning stomach aches would decrease and my productivity would increase.

Hey I’ve been 1 for 1 so far. And it felt freaking good. The morning stomach aches seemed to have decreased significantly, even if it was just for one week.

I have a feeling this semester is about to fly by. I’m excited to feel like things may be possibly running a little bit smoother. And well, I suppose to just finish these last 5 months out as strong as I can.

Only eighteen Sundays left….EIGHTEEN. Who would have thought?

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