February has been an insanely busy month of working so I feel absolutely no guilt about taking a 5-day tropical vacation next week -- although the latest forecast predicts more storms than sunshine. Ah well, I'll take what I can get.
The teachers have had fewer breaks this entire month than we normally get in a single week, so you can hopefully understand the exhaustion. And yes, we get breaks in our schedules -- the workday is divided into seven 45-minute classes and it's only February that has seen us working every single period, day after day.
Six days for me this week, as I recklessly volunteered for overtime to fund this Philippines excursion. There's hope that March will be quieter and a chance to relax and regroup before the madness of late spring and summer begin.
I'm definitely not cut out to be a teacher in the long-term, though. I mostly like my kids, school is great, but there are also days like today where seemingly all of students are in ridiculous moods, as if someone told them, "Okay, it's Thursday, which means it's time to annoy your teachers. Go!"
After spending a year as a teacher, I'm not sure whether I'm now more or less likely to want children. Or whether I'll be any good as a mother, anyway. After all, we get to give these students back to their parents at the end of the week. But if your own child annoys you, there's nothing you can do...