Griping followed by Gratitude...

This past weekend hasn't really been the best for me.

We should start with Friday.

I have been having some class scheduling problems to put it simply. Let me begin by explaining that I am HORRIBLE at math. Always have been, always will be. This isn't really a huge shocker to people that know me well. Math and I simply do not get along. So, of course, it only seems natural that when I'm trying to figure out my schedule for next semester, the only thing keeping me from finishing up my classes and doing my student teaching would be a MATH class. After asking a few staff members my predicament, waiting for them to discuss my problem amongst themselves and come up with a solution, they've dropped a bomb on me saying that due to my "past math history" and that I haven't completed my math testing, they believe that it would be best that they put off my student teaching til next winter. Not only was I very angry, I was so disappointed that I was going to be in school for yet another semester. My hatred for math grew at that point as well as my frustration with the school waiting til I'm this close to finishing to finally tell me this.

Alright Idaho. You win. You have me for at least another year...

Saturday was a little disappointing for me as well. I slept in a bit and was just lazy the whole day. Nothing got done. Being married I've grown to hate having a non productive day and having Peter come home from work and seeing that nothing got done.

Sunday was a tad better. But only a tad. We went to a friend's baby blessing but didn't have time to hang out with them afterwards because we had to substitute for our other Nursery Leaders this week. We showed up to Nursery only to find out that we are having another couple come in to help us on the days that we have to teach Nursery. The husband of the other couple was very nice and helpful. The wife on the other hand...I have a feeling she is not too fond of me or my teaching style, due to the dirty looks she gave me when I was with the kids and the snotty attitude she was giving me.
We'll see how this goes.

Even though this whole weekend for me was full of little, not-so-great events, I have come to discover something every time a certain unlucky event happened to me.

I've discovered how wonderfully lucky I am to have Peter.

Amidst all of the tears, dirty looks, and the frustration I have thrown at him this weekend, Peter has been so patient, loving, optimistic, and understanding towards me that I learned to just stop complaining about temporary trials and be grateful for the major blessing he is in my life. He has had some fun things happen to him this weekend (one of them being a job internship interview he got in Idaho Falls that we both hope he really gets. Keep your fingers crossed!) but he didn't seem to care about anything that happened to him just as long as I was okay. I don't know what I've done to deserve someone as wonderful as him, but I've learned this weekend that I need to stop thinking about myself and focus on what really matters to me and what I'm most grateful for- my husband.

Thanks for putting up with me these past few days, love!
I love you more than you know!