Upon awakening (no, not that Awakening:-), I sat drinking my coffee, pondering my behaviour... so, here I am pouty, feeling as I am regressing to a childish behaviour and I ask my husband, "Do you love me?"
"Do you love me even when I'm grumpy and irritiable?"
I didn't sleep, but when I did I had crazy dreams. One being that I went to a fortune teller who said she wishes she could open up a Cat Cleaner's.... I have a friend from Texas who would move here if you did, I told her.
The bottom line is - it's not really just the tooth - it's that I have to work on someone else's time.
For 6 weeks, time for myself is lessened. I work outside at a camp teaching art and I don't like the heat and humidity. I leave by 8:15...(ugh) and during the year, it's more like "whenever".
I do like kids. Love 'em. But this is pretty much 20 classes a week as opposed to 5 or sometimes 6. When I have a painting job, I can call it a day when I want to. I am my own boss :-)
So....using the wise words of Abraham, better to focus on what I DO want:
Having fun, chilling out and creating with the kids.
It's a good pay check :-) and it goes by fast.
Reward is a week in the mountains and then onto the ocean.
So, lighten up Dor, and fly...............................