Sunday

Sundays are going to be my new favorite day of the week. Long ago, when I was a manager for Starbucks, Fridays used to be my favorite day - one I'd take off and get errands run and see movies because most people were at work and crowds were minimal.

But I'm going to have Sundays be my "me" days. Unfortunately, work takes up so much of my time that sometimes I forget about being me. Being in this play was a great way to remember me, but it's ending next weekend. So I'm going to not work on Sundays anymore. I'm not going to write lesson plans, grade, etc. I'll readjust my time, work on time management and learn to not stress if papers are not graded quickly in order to not do school work on Sunday. Well, I'll probably still read the books I'm teaching, but I enjoy that. Sundays will be my "me" days - church, shopping, maybe leisurely brunches with friends, the gym, movies. I have a stack of papers to grade, but I'm going to work on them during the week. I'd like to have them graded by Friday, but there are 150 of them. I'm actually looking forward to grading them. My pre-AP students had to write about"Jane Eyre" - they were to choose to write about it as a Gothic novel, or as a Romantic novel, or to write about Rochester as a Byronic hero. I've looked at a few of them and they're quite good. My enriched class had to write personal narratives - and those will be fun as well, although not as well-written as my nerdy kids' essays (I say this with affection - and I tell them all the time they're nerds, to which I tell them I'm a proud nerd myself).

But my point is, I have grading. I might work on some of them before the show starts (while I'm sitting around in makeup and an evening gown) or during intermission, but I'm not going to freak if they're not done. My boss told me to not be married to my work, but it's hard not to when a social life isn't exciting. Plus I love my job. I love teaching, I love my kids, I love what I teach.

Sometimes I wonder if I put all my energy into my work because I don't have a social life, or if I put all my energy into my work so that I won't have a social life. Last night, after the play, I stopped by school to help chaperone the homecoming dance. The only other teacher there was the Neighbor, who is in charge of lights and sounds. The others were the assistant principals, and they were working in shifts. After the dance ended, my boss teased me about having a hot date, or going out country dancing after the dance. I told him that my hair and make-up looked the way it did because I was too lazy to wash it off after the play. :) And that I don't like clubs and bars and don't date much. He seemed surprised - telling me he was sure I was a partier. I told him that I'm a good faker - I'm an introverted actress. Strange combination, I know.

Anyway, there's my nonsensical ramblings for the day. Sometimes my brain holds a maze of thoughts.

Time to work out before the play.

Cheers!