Going back to work has been ... interesting. Fatiguing. I don't even have time to check email very often any more, much less post. It's been rare when I've had time to read my favorite blogs, and I haven't commented on any of them in ages. Even though I've thought about it when I have tried to catch up.
So...work. On the one hand, it feels as if I was never gone, that things are just as they always were. And on the other hand, it feels completely bizarre and different. It's true, that things haven't changed. I work in a school, and schools are meant to be the same from year to year, regardless of any changes. The thing that's changed is me, and my life and my situation.
I've always been one of those teachers who works continuously (read: overworks). I am always trying to come up with new, interesting things to do, new ways to teach to reach kids who learn differently, new ways to use technology to make learning accessible and fun. And now, I'm not bringing so much work home with me, and so I'm not able to do that in the same way.
Maybe over the winter break (which will be here very soon), I'll be able to work on some of these things, little by little.
I'm so tired. And my body aches. I decided that today I am staying home; maybe I'll go see the doctor about some of the pains in my joints. (Although, to be honest, I really don't think there's anything they'll be able to do.)
They don’t really talk to me anymore - Joe left this morning for a business trip, leaving me all to my own devices for the weekend (so far I have really cut loose and vacuumed the bedroom) and a...
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