The comments on my last post struck me as funny. Looking at them I kinda thought "Wow, maybe I work too much". The thing is this doesn't even feel like working. I get so excited about teaching that I get lost in the reading, studying, planning and so on. When I dropped off my things at the new school my Principal showed me around, introducing me to teachers as we passed, going on and on about what a great school I was joining. I felt so at home there, excited, renewed, ready for another year and I had just wrapped up last year hours before. No break, no time off...and ready for it all to start again.
"What's wrong with me?" I thought. Why can't I just sit still? Whether it's the house, kids, or school I am always going. Sitting, relaxing, is something I have NEVER been able to do. Even on vacations I am running around doing things while everyone else is parked in their lounge chairs. I like being on the go with a purpose.
So Monday will find me at my new school. Tuesday will be spent at the school I student taught at having lunch with my old team and purchasing a bunch of 5th grade level book club book sets. Yes, it's official I will be teaching 5th grade next year! My new room is WAY cool and even connects to our own 5th grade computer lab right next door. Then Friday I will go back to the new school to move my things from the gym (where they are being stored now) over to the 5th grade wing.
So I think this whole workaholic thing is really more like love. I'm just so lost in what I'm doing, loving everything about it, that I tend to forget to come up for air.
But everyone needs to take a breath now and then.