Shanazel
Moderator
My class performed last night, did a beautiful job, and as usual with this time of year, I have hit the wall and am questioning whether or not I really want to teach for another year. I have a four class session to teach in June, then two and a half months off. I suspect from past experience that I'll be happy to be back in September, but right now, I am washed out, tired, beat, don't care if I never stand in front of another class again as long as I live. My brains are dead, my hips have atrophied, and I couldn't manage a good zaghareet if the hogs were about to eat me.
I need virtual hugs, encouragement, and commiseration. Probably need a good swift kick as well, but please hold off on those while I am feeling pitiful.
Ha. Already feel better just admitting how I feel. Bitching is theraputic.
I need virtual hugs, encouragement, and commiseration. Probably need a good swift kick as well, but please hold off on those while I am feeling pitiful.
Ha. Already feel better just admitting how I feel. Bitching is theraputic.