We all go through this

This point in our lives where we really don't have anything to report. It's where I've been for awhile, mostly because the only thing I ever feel like reporting on is work and I really don't want to be that girl. But now I have some fun things to share (courtesy of my sister) and I figured I'd do a very brief update as well.

Relationship

I'm officially all moved in and Brian and I just celebrated our one-year anniversary, which is a bit surreal. It is also wonderful and, at times, a bit overwhelming. For all the resilence with which I dated, etc when I first got to DC, I never imagined I'd really find someone I wanted to spend considerable time with and now I find myself in a relationship I can't imagine ending. Many of you will understand this feeling, I imagine, but it's new for me.

Work

Nothing new, really. It's basically a matter of survival at this point. The seventh graders are less than joyful, which is doubly sad for me because I truly love that age. I don't know. I teach because I get so much satisfaction from helping students learn and this year, especially with my middle schoolers, I don't feel like they are learning. I feel like I am failing at my job and, what makes it worse, I don't feel like any of the higher ups will do anything to step in. When I raise concerns, I am told that I am doing great and that's why no one observes me, etc. If I'm doing great, then... Anyway, I'm applying to about five jobs at the moment - one of which I am really excited about (programming for the new Capital Visitor Center) and none of which involve teaching in the traditional sense. We'll see.

Other stuff

My sister is doiong a photo project for my parents and in the process she found two photos that she thought I would appreciate. The first one, a photo of me at about 2 years, made me shake my head a little, although, not to stereotype, but I wonder how many of my midwestern friends have similar photos in their photo albums or stories in their family history:

The second picture made me gasp a little. People have long told me that I look like my mom and I have seen some resemblance, but never anything like this old picture shows. The photo is of my mom when she was around my age, give or take a year or two. Check it out for yourself:

Well, it's time to get out of bed and get ready for the day. Hope you all are doing well!