I'm so sick of writing about how I'm waiting for June 23, my last day of work. I'm sure you are sick of reading about it too. But, really, that thought consumes me so I feel the need to share. I am so convinced that my mediocre self will be erased once July rolls around. I'm sick of being mediocre teacher, mediocre wife, mediocre mom, mediocre daughter, mediocre sister, mediocre friend. Sometimes, I feel like I'm treading water- just to stay afloat.

There is too much guilt in being a working mom.