Wake me up when September comes...

I've met my new Co-Teacher. I think we click.

I like her a lot. I like her personality, she's down to earth. I like her ideas, she's young and fresh. I like her humor, we laughed about silly things together. I'm excited.

She has given me a comfort that she doesn't even know she could. She's someone I can bond with (I want to bond with) in the world of education in a new environment for me. She's someone I already know in a new school. And she's accepted me as a friend and colleague in one lunch meeting.

I feel so comfortable with the idea of working with her. I look forward to it in fact.

And I have someone I can relate to that will be with me in the classroom all the time. Keeping me company and helping me along. I hope I will do the same for her.

We're meeting in the classroom next week to set up. I am finally looking forward to it.

It was like a blind date.

I was nervous to meet her. But as we talked and as we shared similar ideas, we got more and more comfortable. We started the "date" with a handshake and ended it with a hug!

Could it be? I might just have a good year ahead of me? I'm thinking positive here...wait a minute, that's not like me at all.

I'd better stop now before I conjure up images of unicorns and begin farting rainbows. That'll send me right to the funny farm.

:)