Lazy Dayz

I have to say that I LOVE the holidays and dread returning to work. I love what I do, it's just that I prefer to spend the warm days being slothful. The opportunity to read the newspaper from front to back without interruption is idyllic. To read a novel - hallelujah. To just sit and read and waste hours always makes me feel guilty - but why?

For the rest of the year I work hard. Teaching is not an easy occupation and dealing with adolescents can be both rewarding and challenging. Unfortunately you can have days where the challenges make you feel like giving up. I work at a very multicultural school where the students, on the whole, are delightful and they appreciate learning. There are many refugee students and we have students who have never been to school, or have learnt basic English in a camp somewhere in Africa. These students have high ambitions and usually a very good work ethic. It is these students that make the teaching game so worth while.

So why do I dread returning? I think it is back to the early mornings and long days, coping with the heat that hits in February, dealing with 'administrivia', dealing with difficult kids and their families, dealing with petty issues and getting time to spend with your own family is intruded upon. My children start their VCE this year - so that will bring it's own challenges too.

However, the weight loss is going well. I can stick to my points easily and as no time for lunch today, I am going to enjoy a stuffed chicken roll, with baked vegetables and maybe a glass of red wine...or two. Another reason for liking the holidays is the wine with meals more frequently than we normally imbibe during the working week.

So tomorrow we have the carpets and couches being cleaned, someone to give us a value on our home, husband to get his eyes checked as he has finally admitted the tiny writing in the Melways is impossible to read, daughter who needs a hair cut and that should see the day through very quickly. Ah the joys!

cheers