I Don't Know About You...

But I have had a supremely awful past 24 hours.

Looooong story short: I'm dead-ass broke, I'm disappointing my friends who were expecting me to visit them on Friday (and feel like shit about it) and I think I'm getting my period because it's only 8:00 in the morning and I've almost cried about four times already today.

In other words, getting up for work today was not just unpleasant, it was physically painful.

This baby gets it.

But something wildly unexpected happened when I got to work on this terrible Tuesday morning.

This morning, life threw me a curve ball and my job actually cheered me up.

I'm known for my blatant mistrust of children and general wariness when I'm around them. And honestly, sometimes working in a school setting can seem a lot like being back in high school--women are everywhere and where there are large groups of women crowded together, there are large amounts of drama that follow close behind.

But today two amazing things happened.

The first one seems so simple, so meaningless. Such a small but grand gesture. It meant the world to me. It is something that I cannot put a price on nor express the gratitude I feel for my co-worker for this seemingly simple and meaningless task.

She brought me a coffee.

I had just finished mine from earlier and was sorely missing its delicious caffeine-ness when Em* walked through the door, smiling with a coffee for me in her hand.

That was one of the times I almost cried... but the only time because I was overcome with happiness rather than engrossing sadness.

The second thing that happened is what really, really floored me.

I'm doing my daily rounds and walk into a classroom of little monsters. They're dancing to some music and at first I pay no attention. That is until they belt out some T-Swift.

Twenty-one four years screaming, "I don't know about you! But I'm feelin' twenty twoooooooo!" apparently is a surefire way to put a smile on your face and lift your spirits.

Who knew the little minions would be the ones to pull me out of my cloudy funk and into the sunshine.

Maybe I've been working here for too long or maybe not long enough... Either way, I'm starting to like those little buggers. And I mean, I don't know about you, but today, I'm feelin' 22.