Keep in mind as you read this that I have nothing but the career of teaching to go by. I don't know what anyone else's job is like, so I am, by no means, trying to out-do, or one-up. However, when you teach, you take about 2 months to have little responsibility (in theory), and then school starts and it's like an all out sprint until May. Well, I wouldn't say an all out sprint. It's more like, you walk in and take 3-5 days depending on how kind the higher-ups decide to be in giving you payed time to get ready (you can take as much time as you want for free), and you decorate and copy and laminate and hot-glue and organize and make everything nice and neat for your little angels to arrive, and then the sprint begins. My problem this year was that I literally had 2 hours to do what is usually done in 3-5 days, which means that most of that didn't happen for me this year. Not only that, but I was in a totally new place with all new people in a new grade level, so I didn't get to do the fun, cutesy stuff, and I was somewhat disoriented. I've been doing the sprint while doing all the other cutesy, organizational stuff. Imagine a trackmeet where the sprinter jogs around the curve, jumps 10 hurdles, throws herself over the high-jump, tosses a discus, barrels through the triple jump, and pole vaults, all while carrying those long sticks with spinning plates on top, and then heads off to a steady cross-country jog. Fastforward a month and a half and here I am at the cross-country jog. Actually, I'm sitting on my couch with papers graded, lessons planned, laundry folded and put away, no intention of cooking tonight, and the kids' homework is done, bookbags are packed, and Andy has a softball game to go to. This means starting at 8:00 I will have a perfectly quiet, football free evening to do and watch whatever I want. I could even go to sleep if I wanted to. The possibilities are endless!
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Yay for free time! You should have called me. ;)
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