I’ve officially been in the same seat in this coffee shop for six hours. I’ve seen the morning rush and the lunch rush come and go. I saw a live band set up, perform, and clear out. I’ve had coffee and a sandwich. A good friend of mine came, chatted, did his work, and left.
I’ve made a week’s worth of warm-ups for both my 8th graders and my advanced kids. I’ve bare-bones outlined two geometry units for my advanced kids. I’ve written and formatted a geometry dictionary that my advanced kids will use from tomorrow, when we start the geometry half of the course, until the end of the year. I’ve made one and a half worksheets. I’ve done research to find attention grabbers for my kids. It doesn’t look like I’ve accomplished much.
I still have seven and a half worksheets to write for my two classes this week, if I am ever going to be one of those functional, not-stressed teachers who has everything ready by Sunday nights. I want so badly to be that person. I thought maybe this would be the time I was planned, but like I do every week, I’m realizing that I just can’t do it all today. Eventually I’m going to give up and go run errands. This is why I leave for school at dawn every day to get my planning finished before the kids show up. I really don’t know how to get it all done.