Back to work…I was excited to get back.  I love my job.  I love the kids and I love to teach.  None of that has changed but somehow things are different.  I guess it is the past 6 months catching up with me.  I feel like I stepped into a pressure cooker.  The big test is just a few weeks away and the count down has started.  The amount of work I have to do with the kids that I have is enormous.  I will not be able to do it all…and that is a normal part of being a teacher.  The job is never done.  It is frustrating to say the least.  The stress is high and nerves are frayed among my co-workers because the stress is high. But for me, things have changed…I am not sure the stress is worth it anymore.  Facing death has a way of re-arranging priorities.  I am hoping that I can make the adjustments for my job…cut the pressure somehow before it cuts me.  My personality is such that it is hard, when I am in the middle of it all, to think of anything but what I am doing or as is the case right now, not doing.  It is so easy for me jump in and try to save the world.