I may need school to start

I think “malaise” is the right word to describe my last few days. I’m not in the mood for anything, I took a five-hour “nap” this afternoon because despite a cup of coffee and a Mountain Dew I was falling asleep every time I sat down for more than a few seconds, and my stomach and head hurt. I know this is my third day in a row with a nothing post, but Christ, I can’t get my brain moving to save my life right now. I emailed my boss just now to find out when the building was going to be open again. I have enough stuff changing this year– a new curriculum, just for starters, and I’m seriously thinking about going permanently back to pencil and paper assignments and saying to hell with the iPads entirely– that I really ought to start heavy thinking and planning, and I may as well do that in my classroom if I can.

But … man. Right now I just want my head to turn back on.

I gotta get my shit together

As you might expect, I follow a lot of teachers on my social media accounts, especially on TikTok. And one thing I see a lot of this time of year is teachers who are being really defensive and insisting that we Don’t Really Get Summers Off, because of … I dunno, planning and continuing education and a bunch of other stuff.

I have been teaching for over twenty years, and large portions of my job are muscle memory by now. I very much have my summers off and I’m not going to pretend otherwise. If you think that’s unfair you are absolutely welcome to become a teacher, and if you’re not running to do that, well, you must not be that upset about my summers.

I’m a week into summer break now, and y’all, I am seriously in need of a routine or a project or some shit like that. I cannot just stare at my phone and take naps all summer long, and I am dying over here.

This has got to be Find a Project week. I’m going to a Counting Crows concert next Saturday, so that can be my reward for having a productive week, right?

Sure.

Nothing tonight

Been doing all my usual shit today– cleaned up and organized around the house a bit, read a book and a half, put together part of a Lego set, played some video games. Y’know, nerd shit. But hell if I have anything to say about any of it. I’m rooting for injuries in the Trump/Elon thing. Trying really hard to not complain about being bored. Christ, I’m not even a week into vacation yet.

Fully expecting to have things thrown at my head the next time I go into public.

Decline!

The most exciting thing that happened today was that I was driving home minding my own business and all the sudden everything was on fire. That’s not a joke; there was a series of brushfires on the side of the road over the course of a mile or two, at least three total, assuming none of them had grown together, and one of them had not been noticed by the fire department yet. Today was, to be honest, dreadfully boring, although it wasn’t actively insulting or anything– we just had more time available to spend in our rooms than I was expecting and I really didn’t have that much to do, as I got caught up on my grading over the weekend pretty thoroughly. So other than the parts where I was trying to not be on fire or impede the fire department, I was falling asleep, and I decided to not go to the comic shop today because the notion of driving back out there after picking the boy up just felt like a lot of work.

Still on a weird spate of not sleeping well, too, so I’m really going to try and fix that tonight.

In other news, they’re telling me to expect another winter storm Thursday night to Friday morning, so of course I’m trying to convince myself Friday will be a snow day. It won’t. It’s March. There are no snow days in March, it’s a rule.

Uhhh…

I dunno, guys, I got nothing today.  How are you?

In which it must be Saturday

sleepI have spent the day– part of it, anyway– researching local private schools, which has me deeply depressed for a variety of reasons.  I’m still sick and the book I started yesterday never really got any better and it’s cold and rainy and Man, fuck November already.  Normally fall is my favorite season; I’m not in the mood for some reason.

Also, I’ve still got to go to OtherJob tonight even though between the weather and the football game I’m not going to see anyone, and likely won’t even have an entertaining phone conversation with a jackass like I did yesterday.

Blah.

Somebody, quick, get me excited about something.