Monday, June 8, 2009
What to do? What to do?
I've spent the last nine months of my life thinking of literary concepts and worrying about students. Suddenly, I'm at home with my two girls driving them to their summer activities. The first few days after school finished, I slept. For hours. The exhaustion of correcting papers, writing lesson plans, reading journals, handing out yearbooks, assigning grades, and looking over my shoulder got the best of me.
I woke up today.
I see mountains of cloths, dishes, and dust.