August unravels like my incredibly unskilled crocheting. For those of us who work in education, it means time to get back to work. Everyone who has school-aged children has to hit the store for supplies and clothes, while listening to either grumbles or excited chatter.
What I find completely ironic is that I always looked forward to September – until I started working full-time at the school. Starting another year in school when I was young enough to be someone else’s responsibility beckoned to my love of learning. When I first started working for the school district, I yearned for the regular schedules, as well. (Of course, it could have had more to do with getting my sons back to a regular routine.)
Now, the most exciting thing on the horizon is that this should be my last year as a classroom assistant. I will complete my degree in June and race heartily after my dream of writing.
Things I’m not looking forward to:
- Getting up at 5am
- Exercising indoors. I’ve really been enjoying walking and running outside in the fresh, quiet mornings.
- Dealing with teenagers being disrespectful. It seems to get worse with each passing year. Where do they learn this stuff?
- Being back in the middle of the politics of school budget cuts
Things I like about going back to school:
- Getting up at 5am ( I know I said it was something I wasn’t looking forward to doing, but the truth is, once I get used to the earliness of it, I love the quietness of it.)
- Having a set schedule. I get so much more accomplished. I’m working on a schedule that will include time for writing – blog entries and my novel.
- Working with teenagers. I mean, they are so vivid and lively. How can you not appreciate being alive when you’re around them? Sure, they’re cranky and prone to dramatic overreactions, but they make me laugh hard enough to bust my spleen.
- Appreciating my weekends. In the summer, everyday could be Saturday and so that means there really isn’t any differentiation between the tasks on any given day. I like that Saturday is for certain activities and so is Sunday.
- Having my house back. I love my boys and I’ve enjoyed having them home and spending time with them, but I really like owning my personal time. Jeff is the least demanding husband in the world, so when the boys aren’t here, I get to choose my pursuits (yeah, once the homework and housework are done) without anyone’s input.
Anyone who knows me knows that summer is my favorite season. I live to be outside in the sunshine. Right now, my fingers are freezing because the air conditioning is running. Sure, I’ll be glad for the cool air when I try to sleep later, but I’ll be heading out to sweat in the sunshine as soon as I finish typing this.
Sunshine makes me smile – Cheshire Cat wide! This means that the worst thing about going back to school: summer is over.