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Oct. 19th, 2012 07:43 pmI love my job.
Like, biked home singing that (what dignity?) and just managed to spend like an hour and a half riding the high from my first day not-just-substituting but actually spending the entire day in a single classroom. The other three days1, I was hopping from place to place, which was different-interesting, but nothing compared to spending an entire day getting to know students and teaching them and watching them learn and ohgods, I get to do a whole year of this someday?
Please. I genuinely can't wait.
1: That's the other thing I love, that I have taught four days and that seems so many when compared to the nothing that came before.
So, maybe I'm able to stop thinking of myself as unemployed anymore, and maybe I can just upgrade it to underemployed, since I'm pretty sure I'm still going to be living paycheck to paycheck, but at least the paychecks are coming in more regularly.
But it's terrifying, because the whole point of substituting is that you only come in when needed, you don't come in every day. Sure, it's been every day so far, but this is not a pattern one can rely on. And I have backup plans and other fragments of part time jobs, but oh Athe and Gaea and His Noodly Holiness, please won't you grant me security? It's been so long without.
And so I'm having a really lovely time with all this, but alas, every silver lining must have a cloud. I keep doing the wholly undignified act of falling asleep on the couch for several2 hours once I'm home. Which is somewhat to be expected --while the past two days, they have called me before six AM (and therefore not disturbed my sleep), I am still getting up much earlier than I have in a long time, and my body has not quite returned to being used being short on sleep. I will catch up, and perhaps this will be a good excuse to try out a proper biphasic sleep pattern --I've always wanted to.
2: Well, threeish. Usually less.
And so I've a number of things to do, and right now the energy to do them is hard to gather. But I'm getting better. I'm learning tricks.
And maybe someday when the students say "You're a grown-up", I'll know they're right.
~Sor
MOOP!
Like, biked home singing that (what dignity?) and just managed to spend like an hour and a half riding the high from my first day not-just-substituting but actually spending the entire day in a single classroom. The other three days1, I was hopping from place to place, which was different-interesting, but nothing compared to spending an entire day getting to know students and teaching them and watching them learn and ohgods, I get to do a whole year of this someday?
Please. I genuinely can't wait.
1: That's the other thing I love, that I have taught four days and that seems so many when compared to the nothing that came before.
So, maybe I'm able to stop thinking of myself as unemployed anymore, and maybe I can just upgrade it to underemployed, since I'm pretty sure I'm still going to be living paycheck to paycheck, but at least the paychecks are coming in more regularly.
But it's terrifying, because the whole point of substituting is that you only come in when needed, you don't come in every day. Sure, it's been every day so far, but this is not a pattern one can rely on. And I have backup plans and other fragments of part time jobs, but oh Athe and Gaea and His Noodly Holiness, please won't you grant me security? It's been so long without.
And so I'm having a really lovely time with all this, but alas, every silver lining must have a cloud. I keep doing the wholly undignified act of falling asleep on the couch for several2 hours once I'm home. Which is somewhat to be expected --while the past two days, they have called me before six AM (and therefore not disturbed my sleep), I am still getting up much earlier than I have in a long time, and my body has not quite returned to being used being short on sleep. I will catch up, and perhaps this will be a good excuse to try out a proper biphasic sleep pattern --I've always wanted to.
2: Well, threeish. Usually less.
And so I've a number of things to do, and right now the energy to do them is hard to gather. But I'm getting better. I'm learning tricks.
And maybe someday when the students say "You're a grown-up", I'll know they're right.
~Sor
MOOP!
