sometimes...

...i feel like i'm not cut out for this. (note to self: teach kids that figure of speech).
i am sitting down today to plan my poetry unit that i'm starting on tuesday. i've been feeling excited about it, but also really nervous. and the enormity of my job is pressing down on me and scaring me. maybe i think that i'm more important than i actually am, and if i started taking myself less seriously this would be easier. it's almost funny, because it's not like anyone is putting much pressure on me besides myself. i guess thhat's what TFA counts on--they select perfectionists who put tons of pressure on ourselves, and then all they have to do is give us a little poke and we work and work and work.
i know, poor me, boo hoo. i have 2.5 days left of a 9 day vacation and it's starting to be time to do my work and i'm not excited.

happy thanksgiving everyone!