I am so done with this semester. Both for teaching and being a student. Juggling a full-time job and being a graduate student has eaten up all of my time. I barely have time to eat and sleep these days. Even my Thanksgiving vacation was spent grading a giant stack of papers and writing my research proposal. I plan my lessons on the fly, which I know is not great to do, but I really don't have the time I need to plan (I don't get a planning period during the week, unless you count the 50-minute period I get for travel between the two schools, eating lunch, and making copies/setting up labs).
And did I mention I have the Class from Hell this quarter? A good half of them don't care if they pass the class and are just waiting until they are 16 to drop out, all of them are addicted to their iPads (worst idea ever, giving them all iPads and not blocking every single social media web site/app), and I find myself talking over them all the time. I've tried everything with this class, and nothing has worked longer than a day. I find myself wishing there was some sort of Student Whisperer, you know, like that guy Cesar who works with dogs? Maybe then they would actually care about learning some science.
As you can tell, I'm very stressed out. I have had the longest cycle on record. I thought I ovulated yesterday due to a temperature hike, but this morning it fell way down again. Part of me is just like, screw it, why do I even bother keeping track? And I'm going to a baby shower this weekend, which still hurts emotionally even though I feel like it shouldn't bother me at all.
I suppose I should just be grateful for uninterrupted sleep at night, days that I don't have to come home and take care of a child after long days at work, and not having to worry about all of that. I'll stop complaining now. I know parenting is hard. And my life is hard enough right now without adding to it. So maybe this is a blessing in disguise...
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