Friday, August 31, 2007

Why I don't like September.

I've been married to an educator for many many years (too many to convey). When he was a teacher, he usually had the summer off. There were a few years when he worked at a summer school, but not too many. As an administrator, he works for most of the summer, but it's a whole different kind of work. The level of intensity drops. Each day is without the arrival of 400+ little guys on the doorstep. The end of day can be earlier, without faculty wanting a bit more of the principal's time. Which leaves more time for family; less stress during the week; a more relaxed atmosphere at home. Ah, summer.

Guess what. The kids are back. The workload is huge. The principal's time is in high demand. At home time in the evening is sparse. We are more intense. Every September my life changes. I don't like September.

There. I said it.

1 comment:

a friend to knit with said...

never knew this about you.....but, i can see why you wouldn't like MY FAVORITE MONTH! :)