What do you think?

Ok...so this is my first post...not sure how blogging about the things I go through will do any good, but its worth a shot.  There are a lot of things that I deal with as a single mom...work...money.....love.....the ex...the ex's girlfriend...many things that I deal with that affect who I am...I'm sure I will get to all of it in due time. 
Today...I want to give you some back ground information.  I am 42 years old...don't feel that old, but that's the age the calendar tells me I am...so be it.  I grew up in a small town in Michigan...got my college degree...and moved to Texas in the late 90s.  I'll skip over the marriage/divorce years for now...it will certainly come up soon.
I like to share the things I go through with people...I like to talk to people and get their view of things...maybe I should have gone in to counseling or some other line of work where I get to talk with people on a daily basis...might actually pay better than teaching...but I love the interaction that I have with students...and I love teaching them to love to learn...maybe it was the experience I had in high school with a few excellent teachers that led me to this career...maybe it was because I was fairly lazy when it came to school...if I could get a B or a C without really trying, I was good with that.  Now my lot in life is to change that type of attitude in the students who come through my doors on a daily basis.
Anyway...back to basics.  I don't mind sharing my situations and experiences with people...there are a few things I keep to myself...but most is wide open.  I figure maybe if I talk about it...others might see that they are not alone...and it will make us all stronger to have someone out there who knows what we are going through.
Ok...my son is using his homemade nun-chucks (is that the correct spelling) on me...a card board roll cut in half held together by a yellow ribbon taped to the inside of the tubes.
I'll check back later...which I have come to learn from other people might mean later today like in a few hours...or later tomorrow...or even later this week in a few days.  Amazing how later means different things to different people.  In this case, later means tomorrow or this weekend.  It's another weekend without my son at home...I hate these weekends...I really should use these times to get stuff done around the house....or go out and have fun....but that is another story also.

Jenn