Monday, January 9, 2012

For the Love of Mascato

I swear Moscato makes everything better. I dare you to find someone who will challenge that. I always feel better with there is a glass of moscato gives me clarity :) So here i am ...single mother of three pretty amazing kids. Not exactly where I thought I would be at 34, but whatever...these are the cards I have been dealt, so here I am. So I live in my grandmothers 'manufactured home' in my parents back yard....yay me! I am unemployed and live off child support...yay me! We are kind of poor, but don't tell my kids, not sure they have figured that out yet. Like I said, not where I thought I would be....but there is a light at the end of the tunnel...or atleast there used to be.

I am supposed to be student teaching right now. I have worked my ass off to get my degree and work through the credential program. Teaching has always been a dream of mine and I can't wait to mold those young minds they way I think they should be....(insert evil laugh here)....So I bust my ass, get it all done and get my amazing student teaching assignment only to get it taken away. My own fault because I made a [[*lcomplaint, but you don't put two student teachers in the same classroom. I mean, I really do want to get the most out of I should have started today, but I didn't. Now I wait. fabulous. One more thing that is out of my control.

As 2012 started I was excited to have change take place.. Finish school, get a job, move to a bigger place. Sounds easy enough....the problem is that I have lost control. And now since I can't get the bigger place without the job, and I can't get the job without the student teaching....and now I don't have the student teaching assignment......I wait and I wait by the phone and there is nothing worse than not having control over your own life. So now what? I am desperate to get inside the classroom and do what i believe I was meant to do with my life. But here I am. When did I lose control? When did life become so difficult? There is nothing worse in the world but waiting.

So since there is nothing I can do, I pour a glass of moscato...I swear its like drinking a Jolly Rancher....pure yummy-ness in a glass.....and sure enough...I feel better....I don't care about student teaching, or getting a job, or moving to a bigger a place. I don't care that the house is a mess or that I am broke. Although I do care that my glass is emtpy.....I guess mosacto fixes almost everything.