I guess I'm not supposed to admit that, should carry on and be professional and all that, but I'm beat. Being professional isn't necessarily my thing anyway, so that's fine, but really. I left school at 9 and am back at 7:30 and it's just kind of numbing, especially being back in the same exact room so soon.
This week flew by. My life is feeling a little bit roller coaster-like right now in general, which will probably continue to be the case for the next month or so, for reasons that will be explained when they happen. Right now, I'm filling in for an ill colleague. That means taking on an extra class, which is perfectly enjoyable in and of itself, but it throws the rhythm of my days off. Weird that teaching 5 classes instead of 4 would be that jarring, but my class/preparation time ratio went from 50/50 to 63/37. It's a pretty substantial difference and it feels that way.
I can't end this without talking about the bells. It is simply astonishing to me that we can't have bells on time. If they're always ringing a couple of minutes late, can't we either set a clock somewhere to check them or start school at 8:18? This is worse than no bells at all, to be honest. That's what we had in my high school. But of course there we had clocks that all read the same, accurate time in every classroom. Running the school had to feel like Whack-a-Mole. You knock off one problem and another pops up. I've been at the school for 13 years now and it's only in the last couple that we actually have a solid idea of who is in attendance and who isn't. So there's progress.
Yeah, I'm ready for the weekend.
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