Spring Break
Ok, I will admit. I truly love my job, BUT I also love my vacation time. I figure I deserve it. If you don’t know a teacher, you may not know that teachers work over 40 hours a week. There is this myth in the “real world” that teachers have these cushy jobs, put in less than 40 hours a week, have nothing to do on the weekends, and get their summers off. I wish this was the case.
As a matter of fact, the week before spring break, I counted up my hours and I worked almost 60 hours. Granted, I had 4 meetings after school, but that is usually the norm, rather than the exception. The 60 hours is only the time I spent at school. I actually did quite a bit of work on the weekend, and that’s not to mention answering parent emails.
So, this week is spring break. No, I don’t do the crazy spring break thing. This week, I have slept in every day, I have run errands, I got a pedicure, I saw some friends I haven’t seen since the fall, I traveled to the zoo with my husband, I went to the eye doctor, and I did more lesson plans and Power Points for next week. (Maybe I do have a PowerPoint problem?)
I don’t know why I do this, but I always know exactly how many days there are from one break to the next. For example, when we came back from Christmas break I knew that spring break was 54 days away. Since we had a snow day, in February we won’t have another break until Memorial Day. But, if you are a glass is half full kind of person, there are only 51 more days of school left until the end of the year. I know, the countdown is weird.
I really do love my job, but there comes a time when those 60 hour weeks catch up to you. Luckily, there is usually a break right around the corner.
See you in 51 days, summer.
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