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Misguided Angel

Reflections on a new year of teaching...

In My PJs

The prospect of the New Year is ahead of us, great things could happen, and I am still in my pjs. Today is a gloomy day outside, and all I want is to cuddle and hide from the world.  It has been raining all morning, the clouds progressively darker.  It's cold, and almost too quiet. Two more days of peace, and back to the hustle and bustle and the pressure of every day teaching tasks and standardized test races.  Don't get me wrong, I like the race.  I know how that sounds, but if we have to I guess there could be worse things.  That is why this weekend is so important.  This is the last couple of days before "We have to."  So I'll stay in, make hot tea, read, and ponder the avalanche of work coming my way.  But if I choose to sleep, stare mindlessly at the tv, read, play with my cats and dog, or eat snacks all day long, if I don't want to start worrying yet, I don't have to.  Time can stand still until the sun starts shining again or at least until I am tired of wearing my pjs.

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Posted: Friday, January 01, 2010 12:54 PM by JCK
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Betty said:

I love lazy days, but I also like the race of working and striving to get things done.  For some reason, I have to make myself relax.  Even on days off, I feel guilty that I'm not doing some long put off chore.  Being messy by nature ensures that I never quite feel like I deserve to relax.  

# January 1, 2010 4:13 PM

Barbra Stephens said:

Well, I have to say...this is exactly why I don't measure my goals by time increments of the 'New Year'...

Being a teacher-it is a task in itself being organized isn't it? I decided long ago to organize me life around the things most important to me...once I made up my mind to maintain that lifestyle...everything else fell into place.

The sun shines....even when it doesn't.....

if you know what I mean.

Take care.

# January 18, 2010 11:54 PM
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