Sick day
Not for me, but for the Sidhe. I am taking care of her today while her body wages war on a sub-microscopic invader. Well, haven’t gone to the doctor yet, so we don’t know if it’s actually the flu. But the symptoms, speed, and severity seem to line up. Thank goodness for weekends. We went to see The Great and Powerful Oz last night on our date, and one word sums it up best: shallow. Alas, it had moments of beauty, but beauty is sometimes only skin deep.
These last couple weeks have been a serious challenge. I am basically working 12-hour days again, as I was at the vet clinic, and even though the physical toll on my body is less, the mental strain is greater. I am solely responsible for what happens in my classroom. Lesson plans, homework, quizzes, tests, classroom discussion: it’s all on me. Then throw into the mix a number of students who aren’t doing the work, and causing trouble for others to boot. Oh, and grad school marches on, meaning that two days of the week I must leave school right on the dot to get to another school in time to carry out a literacy intervention, which I am also responsible for planning and executing.
I have quizzes to grade today, and feedback to give to students on a project that is due Tuesday. (Not all emailed me, so that is one relief.) I also must write up a report for the baseline data of the intervention I am conducting.
I honestly don’t know if I can keep this up. But I must try.