This time of year I always start having the craziest of thoughts. A thought so crazy, so absurd, so odd and not like me at all.
I think of all the positive things…the time off, the time off, on and did I mention the time of off. If I were to take the plunge and do this crazy and wild thing I would right now be preparing for nine weeks of freedom and fun.
That’s right…I am talking about teaching. Every summer it seems that everyone is off but me. I hate it!
Now, I know myself enough to know that teaching isn’t the answer…being independently wealthy is. Ha! I think that if I was with kids (big or little) all day I would not be able to muster up the energy to be nice to my own every night. And the truth is that with 9-12 weeks off I would probably lose my mind or end up adding a room to my house…neither a good idea.
So I guess I am not destined for summers. But, maybe I can squeeze in a few long weekends.
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