Well, the house stayed clean for a grand total of 36 hours after I returned to school post-4-day-weekend. And now I've lost any and all motivation to pick up another dump truck or block and return them to the baskets beneath the television. Or load the dishwasher. Or throw the pizza box away. Because that would take time and effort, neither which I have after a rather exhausting return to school. It's amazing that what's supposed to feel like a short, 3-day week suddenly feels like an eternity.
I teach in a public school, so I'm limiTed as to what I can say about/rElating to School in my very public blog, but jusT know that it's wearING me out this year. And it's not the fulltime thing. And it's not the kids. And it's not my coworkers.
I just don't think there's such a thing as a standardized kid, ya know?