I survived a week of work. That’s what this week was survival, dragging through the motions, trying to engage, teach, reach, grade, plan, meet–all of it. I went home before my afternoon duty twice but other than that I was there all week, even for before school meetings and tutoring. I considered calling in sick twice. I dragged myself to endure so I could do tech teaching for visitors, so I could review for a test, so I could have students self-analyze their writing, so I could collaborate with my peers, so I could be present to work with others to schedule RTIs, so I didn’t have to risk no available sub and teachers having to cover my classes.
And now, here on Friday night I’ve made it, and I feel like I deserve a badge of martrydom, of insanity, of foolishness, of dedication…
Really, though, the only badge/award I want is one that will let me go to sleep right now at 8 PM, before my children. Do you think anyone will notice if I just quietly slip off to sleep?
Nevermind…my daughter is ready to get snuggly and read in my bed. I think I will be drifting off to dreamland while she reads.
Goodnight. May the hacking cough subside and the dreams take over.