Every single day this week has felt like it was Friday. Even Monday pretty much felt like a Friday. Every afternoon after I’ve finished teaching, I have thought to myself, “Well, at least I can go home and relax tonight because I don’t have anything to do tomorrow except OH SHIT TEACH OH SHIT TODAY IS COMPLETELY NOT EVEN FRIDAY AT ALL LIKE SO NOT EVEN CLOSE.”
So it has been a long, frustrating week.
Every morning I have been waking up with the same horrible feeling: the feeling that I have been run over by a truck, flattened out and squished, had my insides removed with a giant ice-cream scoop, and yet am still expected to carry on with my day and my responsibilities like any normal, non-squished, non-scooped-out person.
Luckily, I have decided to take the day off tomorrow – I can do that, see, because I am the teacher and therefore the boss of you them.
Also luckily, I have a little mini-break scheduled for this weekend. I’ll be visiting Clarabella and along with Ruby we will be running and/or walking in a 5K, after which we plan to enjoy generous adult libations and tasty grilled burgers. This is truly a light at the end of the tunnel that this week has been.
So tell me, what thoughts are sustaining you on this hump day?