I fell asleep in the lobby of the Bethesda Marriott this morning.
A comfy combination of sun streaming in through a large lobby window, the droning of CNN on a nearby plasma, the snug recesses of an overstuffed chair and a sizeable pile of AP Lang essays lulled me into a mid-morning nap.
Not to complain, but one of the reasons I've posted so irregularly this fall is because of my workload. The truth about teaching is that it's not a nine-to-five job. Can't get up and leave in the middle of a kiddo's question; can't leave the stresses of the workplace at the workplace.
The job follows me, 24/7. I'm either thinking about a lesson, planning a lesson, grading a pile of student papers or cogitating an assignment that will, most certainly, lead to more papers, more grading.
Yes, I have some colleagues who are fine with the relaxing pace of arriving at 7:30 and departing shortly after 2 p.m, or thereabouts. They screen films for their students; they assign few papers; they never stress at all. In fact, one of our teachers showed a World Cup match for his 10th-graders last spring, in lieu of giving a final exam.
Unfortunately ~ for me, at least ~ I'm not one of those profesoras. I firmly believe that a cherub can't properly matriculate without a little deep brain stimulation, of the old-fashioned kind.
So, I guess as long I'm still in the game, I'll keep up the complaint. And catch some shut-eye when I can.
Editor's Note: The serene sight posted above features the sun sinking into North Carolina's Currituck Sound. I visited The OBX a couple of weeks ago, to re-charge the old batteries. What a sensationally serene place!