Eleven hours in front of my computer today– grading, lesson planning, lesson recording, meetings, more meetings, trying to figure out fucking attendance which is an unholy nightmare, professional development, and okay I’d still rather be doing this than dunking my face in a viral petri dish every day but I cannot be arsed to be entertaining or interesting on ye olde merry website until school calms down a little bit and my brainmeats recover. This won’t last forever, it never does.
That said, if I die you are all instructed to toss my body over the White House fence. At least one of ’em.
I said in my introductory video for my kids yesterday that I was expecting this to be my second weirdest first day of school ever, only getting beaten out by the first day of school that I missed because my son had just been born the day before.
This may have been weirder. I’m trying to put a heavy emphasis right now on being accessible to my kids, right? I don’t want anyone anywhere to be able to use “I couldn’t reach my teacher” as an excuse to not do what they’re supposed to be doing. And I know that this is the first day of school and that things are going to calm down, and frankly that’s unfortunate. I was expecting to have maybe two or three kids at a time in my little Google Meet room for most of the day, with occasional periods of time where there was no one in there. What I was not expecting was that kids were going to log in and that they were just going to stay there. I had sixteen to twenty eighth graders in my virtual “classroom” for three straight hours this morning, some of whom came in at 9 and just stuck around for the whole time. Probably a dozen, at least, were in there for more than an hour, and literally all I was asking them to do was pop in and say hello, since we’re not doing any real instruction just yet.
I have also learned that Google Meet is going to be entirely unacceptable for trying to actually do synchronous teaching, because I don’t have remotely the level of control over the meeting that I need to have. I can’t boot kids or mute them because they can literally unmute themselves or come back in immediately. I don’t really want to have to boot kids, and I don’t know to what extent disruptiveness is even going to be a thing in this, but I need the ability. So we’re trying Zoom tomorrow, which I think they have installed on their Chromebooks but I’m not 100% sure. We’ll see what the numbers look like compared to today.
And then, after three solid hours of listening to 8th graders try to yell over each other, which doesn’t sound tiring even as I’m sitting here typing it but trust me, I had to do three hours of professional development this afternoon, and … Christ. It’s 6:30 as I’m writing this, I’ve basically been working since 9:00 this morning, and I still need to record tomorrow’s lesson in its entirety, so I’m not done yet.
This will get easier, it always does, but man, am I tired.
The antibiotics are … helping? I think? But I’m not sure? And I’ve mostly been playing Nioh 2 and occasionally emailing students and trying to sleep a lot. If I were to write a real post right now it would just be 700 words calling on Bernie Sanders to drop out, or maybe something about how I can’t seem to keep myself from checking in on this website a dozen times a day to watch the world end, so you aren’t missing much.
So it has been Thursday for about four days in a row now, and I’m pretty sure today is actual Thursday despite the three Thursdays that preceded it, which means that tomorrow ought to be actual Friday, meaning that when I get home from work tomorrow I can sleep.
Objectively speaking, it has been a decent week, but every day this week has featured some sort of little piece of tiring nonsense other than, like, my usual life— today was paying a ton of bills for my parents during my prep period, then returning some medical equipment, finding out only half of it was in the box, and having to go make a second run for the rest of it– and I am tired. I will make it through next week, and I actually have some plans for Winter Break that ought to be interesting if I can get to them, but right now … I wanna watch cartoons and eat ice cream.
Actually went back to work on Wednesday after over a week of Hell Bronchitis, so today and yesterday have been low on brain cycles once I’ve survived the day and gotten home.
That said: when your youngest cat circumvents your carefully laid plans to properly and safely introduce her to your newest, middle cat by racing around you and into the kitchen where New Cat is moseying around spreading his odors about, the introduction could go worse than Baby Cat doing her damnedest to turn into a spitting, hissing mess in a desperate attempt to get attention from the other cat, who quite clearly could not care even the tiniest bit less that she was in the room with him.