...is sooo depressing.
husband says that he can't believe i chose to be a teacher. he remembers the week before he went back to school as the most depressing weeks of his life. as he says "it was over, and you knew it was over, and all you could do was wait for school to start" and now, he tells me i am crazy to have a job that brings on those feelings every year. and it does. until i am actually back at school...and then the craziness and the anticipation set in. so in a way, this week is depressing to me. it is the end of summer. end of playing in jammies all day. the end of sleeping in (even the boy sleeps till eight!). the end of big breakfasts and going for walks. the end of swimming all afternoon. and, the end of just doing nothing all afternoon. all of this is compounded by the need to wrap up loose ends before monday, so i can go back to work "ready" (whatever that means..but it is a really strong feeling!) things like school supply shopping for little mama's preschool. things like buying ballet shoes. and getting soccer cleats. stocking up on supplies...and easy to make foods...so i don't have to go anywhere afterschool...getting those last few things so i am ready to "put together" my classroom for the year. (which i am planning to post b4 and after pics)
so its a busy, expensive depressing week...but by monday morning, i will be over it. i will turn into a lesson-planning, bulletin-board making, poster-laminating, whirling dervish that will drive my family crazy until the second or third day of school. and then it's back to the grind...for nine more months.
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