I headed back to school this week. I sort of forgot how consuming my job was. I had four months off and, apparently, lost all memory of the stress.
And while I am super-duper awesome at time management (well, most of the time, anyway), I’m starting to feel like I will never get everything done that I need to. Ever.
7:30 to 3:00 everyday my room is full of 30+ kids who require 110% of my attention. Literally, someone might get killed if I’m not paying attention. After school is when I need to attend the twelfth meeting of the week, find some time to plan some awesome lessons, grade hundreds of papers, and make some copies. Oh, and manage a team of eight other teachers because that’s part of my job. Oh, and do paperwork and discipline plans for 163 students because that’s part of my leadership role also.
Then come home and make dinner for my cute, little family. And play with those cute kids. But they need baths and bed time comes fast (7:00 for Harper and 8:00 for Elliott) and Mommy never seems to get enough time to play with them. I already miss them a LOT and it’s only been four days. Sigh.
Then work on my coupons for the week, make a grocery list, blogblogblog, laundry, pack a lunch for the next day, get clothes ready, read a book (HA…okay, not really, but I do try), talk to my husband, devotional, pay some bills, water some dying plants, take a shower, and then, literally, pass out in bed.
Oh, and I just became a Thirty-One Gifts consultant and am starting to host parties. This job has nothing to do wanting to make extra money. I just {love} those bags so much. And I want other peeps to see how awesome they are also.
I’m not complaining (even though it sounds like it), because I’m happy to have a job when a lot of people don’t. And we have the luxury of Chris being able to stay home with the girls and he is able to do a lot of the house stuff during the day. And I don’t have to worry about my kids during the day because they’re probably at the Children’s Museum or the zoo having fun and not caring at all that I’m not around.
But it still sucks just a little. And I’m sure that will go away when we get into the routine of me being back at work and Chris being home. But for today, I’m missing my babies, my no-work schedule, and wearing my pajamas until noon.
Sigh.
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