About two months ago a colleague of mine asked me how many personal days I had left and gasped when I told her I had yet to use one…
Life has just been too hectic this year to be gone…Any first year teachers feel me on that? Don’t get me wrong- I’ve missed for sick days- but it’s really more work to be away..Not to mention I’ll be missing for FRRO nex week too (visa renewal). But I believe the course of this year has definitely given me every reason to request to use these personal days while I can.
Dax and I have tomorrow off (quite likely his second? personal day off in his 6 years at ASB) and I can’t even fully express how much I am already appreciating that, sitting here as my eyes are drooping and my body is aching. We have been going non-stop for as long as I can remember- my awful cough the last 5 weeks has not helped the slightest. This week my new schedule of running up and down flights of stairs to 2nd,3rd,4th,and5th grade classrooms (located on 4 different floors at ASB) while carrying everything I need to teach for the day is taking a toll on my post-crazy-art-room-packing body. My back pack broke yesterday and I am getting used to moving from chair to chair as meetings arrise, classes invade spaces, and HS students chatter beside me. I am as drained as I can be.. and an extra day of rest is just what the doctor is ordering right now.
As much as I could envision myself simply sleeping the day away we do have a number of things to attend to… An appointment for fabric shopping at a linen market for the guys’ outfits with Dax’s parents, picking up beading samples from Dax’s tailor for mine to apply the same materials to my dress, ring shopping, honeymoon planning, detail arranging, and actually now a doctor’s visit will all happen throughout the course of the next 24 hours. We’re looking forward to it!
And then.. We’ll go to sleep, and wake up to a Saturday… what a good good feeling (if I momentarily forget about the 240 personal narratives I need to write by next Friday).
Personal day… you couldn’t have come at a better time…
ps. I can hardly contain my excitement at the thought of going home to Iowa in just a few weeks!