It is in these quiet times that I can think and process things. I can reflect on the quarter and I can make plans and feel like I am actually living instead of just putting one foot in front of the other. It is now that I thought about something a student told me. "Miss, you are so extra." At the time I didn't even think about it but now that I'm sitting here, I can't stop thinking about it. The reason my student said that was because I make them follow the rules. I call other teachers. I follow up. This is not being extra to me. This is me doing my job and being helpful.
I'm not extra for a lot of other things. Housework, for instance, I'm definitely not extra. I need to be!!! If you look at my size, yes, I'm extra. It's okay. You can say it. I'm working on it. What if it's a good thing? What if I like being extra? Honestly I don't know what it all means. I did a post a while ago on being too much. This is different verbage for a similar theme. I am too much. I have decided. I'm a lot. The same things that are bad that are too much are the same things that are good. I'm sitting here marinating in my extra-ness. I love myself. I love a lot. Some would even say that I love too much. I still don't care.
I am getting ready now. I have things to do that I have put off. Being home is good. I can just... catch up. Spend time with yourself. Be extra!!! Be not enough. I think this is a good time to reflect on who you are and what you want to be. If you need anything, I'm here.
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