The Tired Teacher

Saying all the things I'm thinking ...

[thetiredteacher]

No work to do this weekend? Yay!

Too tired to hold open my eyes at 6 pm on Friday? Boo!

[thetiredteacher]

Today, my student loan balance zeroed out. I cannot express the relief I feel. I had long ago accepted I would die with student loan debt, and today, hope is a thing with wings.

[thetiredteacher]

Being a teacher means yes, I’m on break. Yes, the work still has to be done, break or not. But, it’s not nearly as stressful because it’s all at my own pace. Don’t feel sorry for me. Be happy I feel good about my rest and my work.

Just a few more weeks til summer. So close, yet still so far.

[thetiredteacher]

In the early morning hours of Monday, I frantically graded the work I had planned to grade over the weekend. And, it’s done. 😊

[thetiredteacher]

Left something I need today at school. Today, I work from home, so I’m desperately trying to find a coworker on campus who can mule my stuff back from campus and save me the hour-plus commute to grab something off my desk. Wish me luck.🤞

[thetiredteacher]

Just waiting on that PSLF to come through, so I can afford to live on my salary…

[thetiredteacher]

Tick tock, Jan 3 is on its way.

[thetiredteacher]

The longest I’ve stayed awake over the past five days is six hours. I was pushing it, fighting the exhaustion to get that.

Today I have to go back to campus and try to stay awake for eight hours plus commute, shower, etc.

I. Am. Fucked.

[thetiredteacher]

Education is the key to change.

[thetiredteacher]

T-minus four days til graduation. 😎

Seven days til summer session starts.😕

[thetiredteacher]

Biting my nails again. Can’t sleep enough. Three more days to go…

[trovadora-de-versos]

“Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune without the words

And never stops at all.”

― Emily Dickinson

[thetiredteacher]

Spring Breaks’ over in t-minus 12 hours. Damn.

[thetiredteacher]

One more week to Spring Break. Let’s do this.

[thetiredteacher]

Due to unforeseen circumstances, I am teaching two overload classes, taking over from an instructor who quit mid-semester for much better employment.

Oy vey…it’s been two weeks so far. The new students are lovely, but I am DYING.

[thetiredteacher]

I’ve got a lot of grading to do, and T-minus 4 days until the long weekend. Here’s to my good friends, coffee and insomnia, who will help me get it done in time to frickin’ enjoy my long weekend off.

I’m gonna super teacher for a couple of days. I haven’t kicked into this gear in a while, so wish me luck.

[thetiredteacher]

You know, if they increase minimum wage, I could go work in a coffee shop and enjoy myself for not much less than I make now. I used to like this job. Now, I’d rather stack boxes than be a “professional”. The mental load is ridiculous.