I've been staying up way too late because I can't relax.
Can't keep up but won't accept help.
I've been here before.
About 8 or so years ago, I would get up and I would dread going to work. No particular reason why. I was at a fabulous elementary school with a super staff. I loved, and still do, love those people. It wasn't them, it was me.
Weirdly, I'm always looking to change these up and work. But, if it's a huge deal, I avoid the change. And that's what I was doing. There was a job opening in the library at the middle school but I didn't feel qualified. In my heart, I've always to own a bookstore and even though I could see this would be a great stepping stone, I didn't want to leave my comfort zone.
So someone stepped in and changed it from a comfort zone.
Now I'm in he BEST.JOB.EVER. I work with an incredible staff who have supported and encouraged me and believed in me. And that's not just the principal!! I am blessed.
But, that feeling is back. It's been here for about a year. Even though I only started to give it a name.
There is something I want to do. Something.
I'm slicing it up with Two Writing Teachers for the month of March. The goal is to write something each day in March.