I keep waiting for the parade….

I have finals to grade (why an essay test, Abby? multiple choice is your friend!) so of course I was surfing around on Pinterest as an avoidance technique. I justify it by claiming I am looking for good quotations or cheap posters to hang up in my room. Yes. Let’s go with that.

Anyway, I came across this one:

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Somehow I don’t thin this is okay to hang in my classroom. But I definitely want it in my kitchen. I don’t have a ton of room in my kitchen to hang stuff….but I have got to get this up there. Because this is the answer to my funk.

I always think it is the school I am at, the fact that I am being surplussed, the pregnancy, the post-partum, that puts me in the funk. But I think perhaps it is simply the time of year. I am just so tired at the end of the year. I want someone to come through and throw me a freaking parade, you know? I want more fun and less work.

While I don’t think I really need less work. I certainly could use some more fun. And why not? If I want a parade. I am going to have to throw one. Get behind me folks, cause we are marching! Someone bring the kazoo. Anybody got any confetti?

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4 thoughts on “I keep waiting for the parade….

  1. I’ll bring the cymbals! Congrats on marching through another year! I’ve enjoyed keeping in step with you 🙂

  2. I’ll carry a banner in front of the band. I like announcing grand things to come. Like summer, playing in the sprinkler, picnics, visits to the zoo.

  3. must be nice to have an “end of the year”. Imagine working a job where this no end… just a week of vacation and back to the grind here or there. I want a parade too- but when would I have it? There is no end…

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