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stevenpiziks) wrote2020-04-28 11:47 am
stevenpiziks) wrote2020-04-28 11:47 am
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The Plague Diaries: World's Worst Summer Break
This feels like the world's worst summer break. Lemme explain.
Because I'm home all day, it feels like I'm on summer break. I wear what I want, eat when I please, exercise when I wish. I can play music or videos any time. BUT . . . I'm NOT on summer break. I have teaching duties, and lordy, there are a lot of them. I'm still putting in more time in the virtual classroom than I did in the actual classroom. I'm working, working, working.
Except that I'm NOT working in the classroom. And normally I don't bring classwork home. If I have papers to grade or lesson plans to make or whatever, I do it at work after the students leave for the day. I'd rather stay at work a couple hours late than take take anything home. On those rare occasions I =do= bring work home, I get grumbly and pissy about it. I'm HOME. Why I am doing school work here?
Now my classroom is at home. But 20-odd years of doing work at school has imprinted on my brain that at home, my job is an . . . intrusion. When I'm home for the day, I don't do school work! And when I'm home for days on end, I'm home for the summer and don't do school work!
But of course, I have to, and I do. I'm home, and I'm doing work. It feels like the world's worst summer break!
Because I'm home all day, it feels like I'm on summer break. I wear what I want, eat when I please, exercise when I wish. I can play music or videos any time. BUT . . . I'm NOT on summer break. I have teaching duties, and lordy, there are a lot of them. I'm still putting in more time in the virtual classroom than I did in the actual classroom. I'm working, working, working.
Except that I'm NOT working in the classroom. And normally I don't bring classwork home. If I have papers to grade or lesson plans to make or whatever, I do it at work after the students leave for the day. I'd rather stay at work a couple hours late than take take anything home. On those rare occasions I =do= bring work home, I get grumbly and pissy about it. I'm HOME. Why I am doing school work here?
Now my classroom is at home. But 20-odd years of doing work at school has imprinted on my brain that at home, my job is an . . . intrusion. When I'm home for the day, I don't do school work! And when I'm home for days on end, I'm home for the summer and don't do school work!
But of course, I have to, and I do. I'm home, and I'm doing work. It feels like the world's worst summer break!