Borrowed from BellaMumma.com
I used to hate them. My hate for Monday would start on Sunday evening, really, as I had to mentally prepare myself for another week in my classroom. Although I loved (most of) my students, I wasn’t happy being a teacher. It was tiring, emotionally draining, and I was always waiting for my “Lean On Me” or “Freedom Writers” moment when my class of tough, struggling teens would “get it” and fall in love with my class.
It never quite happened, but I kept trying. Kept coming up with lessons that they’d be able to relate to. Kept picking books that had characters who looked and sounded like them. Kept talking to many of them about the future.
But four months after walking away from the classroom I no longer hate Mondays and I’m not looking back.
What I learned over these past few months, and through traveling, is that life is too short to waste it doing something that makes you unhappy. And while I enjoy teaching and talking to kids about books, words, and life, doing so within the stresses and confines of a public school classroom wasn’t making it happy. At all. In these past four months I’ve been writing full-time, and although waiting to get paid for gigs causes a little bit of doubt about my choice to freelance full time to creep in, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Had I not shifted my life and gone after what I wanted, I couldn’t have gone to London. I wouldn’t be going to Milwaukee later this week (more on that later!), and I wouldn’t be able to do many of the things I love and want to do. So I’m blessed to be here.
And I’m thankful. Especially for Mondays.
How do you feel about Mondays?
This helps a lot. Mondays do seem like the hardest days of the week. I jump out of the bed on Fridays, excited to get it started (and over with). I think that I’ll set my Monday alarm as a repeat of myself saying, “Today, is MY day! Today is My day!” I’m sure that it’ll at least get me smiling first thing in the morning!
This helps a lot. Mondays do seem like the hardest days of the week. I jump out of the bed on Fridays, excited to get it started (and over with). I think that I’ll set my Monday alarm as a repeat of myself saying, “Today, is MY day! Today is My day!” I’m sure that it’ll at least get me smiling first thing in the morning!
This is a very spot on post. I haven’t hated Mondays since I was in school precisely because my schedule is composed of things that I enjoy doing. Life is indeed to short to spend it gritting your teeth though things you dislike.
This is a very spot on post. I haven’t hated Mondays since I was in school precisely because my schedule is composed of things that I enjoy doing. Life is indeed to short to spend it gritting your teeth though things you dislike.
I can relate to this post in so many ways. Specifically, I can relate to your sentiments about your past job. While I enjoyed my last position, I felt as though I was settling and wasn’t getting that fulfillment I was looking for. So I took the leap of a lifetime and quit my job to make freelancing writing my career. It’s a struggle at times, but I can honestly say that I LOVE my job! Because of the career change, everyday has become MY day!
I can relate to this post in so many ways. Specifically, I can relate to your sentiments about your past job. While I enjoyed my last position, I felt as though I was settling and wasn’t getting that fulfillment I was looking for. So I took the leap of a lifetime and quit my job to make freelancing writing my career. It’s a struggle at times, but I can honestly say that I LOVE my job! Because of the career change, everyday has become MY day!