Wednesday, September 06, 2006
An Existential Moment
Having an existential moment today: I'm on the South Beach Diet and longing for Cogan's Thursday (and its attendant pizza and beer), which isn't until tomorrow evening. I guess the comraderie there means that that longing isn't totally without meaning. Looks like another round of Diet Coke and a chicken salad for me!
The first two days of school have been a challenge. Mostly because I'm not used to working for 7 hours straight through (mostly). During the summer it was work at one thing or another for an hour or so -- cleaning or doing laundry, etc. -- then take a leisurely hour-long break with warmed-over coffee and Regis and Kellie. That hour would sometimes stretch into two or three, then I'd have lunch and run errands. This may only embolden the halfwits who say teachers don't work hard year-round, and they're right to a degree. But the thing about the profession I've come to realize is that it's not as tough as diggin' a ditch, but the pace is a killer. Going again from a life of leisure to riding herd over 125 16-18-year-olds has been a shock, indeed.
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Ride 'em hard and put 'em away wet.