I am so tired today. It is Friday night and I'm supposed to go to dinner at a friend's house but I don't even want to move. My eyes keep welling up with tears but I don't actually cry.

Today my students were little shits. Not all of them, but I had some really awful ones today. I wonder how many times I yelled, "Stop chatting" today. Then I had a few of the smart ass kids who make some sort of comment after everything I say.
I had to cut my lesson short in three of my classes because they were behaving so badly and I kept several students after today to give them a talking to and doll out various threats.

And all I wanted, at the end of this awful day, was so to come home and be held by my fiancé, to lay in his arms or to get a massage from him or to have him listen to my stories. I miss having someone to come home to after work.
Yes, we only have 24 days until our visit and I am so happy for that. And trust me, I am concentrating on the positives of that. But I cannot forget that January will come eventually and it will then be 4 more months until I see him.