Today was yet another long day. Hah, do I ever do anything but complain?

First I had to give up my prep period to learn how to use the new (third program in four years!) software for entering grades. Then my student teacher (I have a student teacher coming! In November/December!) had asked if he could come in and observe me teaching a couple of classes. It doesn’t matter that I’ve been doing this for ten years, anytime someone comes in to watch me I get nervous and worked up about it. It’s like – I can sing and dance and act like a methed-out baboon if I have to in order to teach kids; the second an adult enters the room I panic and feel horror-stricken.
I’m working my way through a brand new curriculum in one of the grades I teach, and to be honest there is hardly any material and it’s making me crazy. I’m flying by the seat of my pants and it’s not my favourite.
Lunch hour was supervision duty. The afternoon was kind of crazy, with a fire drill and then the kids would hardly settle down. Finally the day was over – but it wasn’t. An hour and a half of Drama Club.
I finally got to leave work at 5:30. I went to the store and picked up a couple of things we needed, got in line, waited 10 minutes, and just as I got to the front of the line and put myself on the conveyor belt, the barcode scanner malfunctioned. I had to go line up somewhere else.

By the time I got home from work it was 6:15. I know, I know, there are people out there who work 18 hour days… I don’t think I could handle that. I’m at work from 7:30 am – 4:30 pm, then I get to come home, eat supper, and hang out with Rob. Sure I do a couple more hours’ worth of marking, but at least I get to do it in my pajamas. Because today was so long, I feel like everything’s off. It’s as though I’ve been home for 20 minutes, and I’m about ready for bed.

My plan tomorrow is to leave work at 3:30. It’s Friday, I’m tired, and my grades are due a full week and a half earlier than usual and I’m going to be working on those all weekend. I deserve to sneak out early!