Somehow I missed out on the genius medically-included gene on my mother’s side of the family. I had a migraine today and took one of the recommended two pills, which means that my head still hurts and that I have enough caffeine coursing through my veins to be awake at this hour.
I had many a great plan for my life right now– married, professional, pre-children. The three main things right now were yoga, French and the piano. Alas, I overestimated my capacity for productivity. I pretty much just teach at school, then tutor or teach Spanish, and then collapse into a stupor of 30 Rock-filled night. What to watch now that I am caught up on Mad Men and The Office and soon 30 Rock? Any suggestions? I used to be a harsh critic of TV, before my epic downfall as a person began (i.e., when I became a teacher), but now I am so thankful to have something so lovely and mindless at night!
I am sorry that I write about teaching so much. Why do teachers talk about teaching all the time? Maybe it is because teaching has this uncanny tendency to drain all those things out of you that you actually needed to continue functioning normally the rest of the week– things like energy, speech, logic, reasoning skills, etc. Thankfully it’s a profession that I love, but I do feel bad that I don’t function as well at things outside school like friendships. It’s like high school again: ”Did I really just say that? Did I say anything at all tonight that I meant to say and really wanted to say?”
Perhaps it’s just getting used to the real world of a any job, where you do in fact spend most of the day saying things you do not want to say and might not mean (“Sure Mrs. W., I would LOVE to stay 30 minutes after school to discuss why Johnny got a red mark for tattling on someone who-yes, I know this is shocking– looked at him.”)
I will say it’s great to have a low-key husband who does not waste time dissecting me or my conversations. I think I underestimated the qualities of patience and good-naturedness in a man before I married him. That goes a long, long, way.
