It is the first week of summer vacation and I am exhausted. While my co-workers sleep in, take vacations, or just slack off in Santa Cruz, I am running blind in countless directions. I forget things, like computer cord, I'm scattered, and I fall asleep on the couch every night. Summer has happened for some teachers, but not for me.
This year, for my third year, I find myself a principal of summer school. This week is prep week. I stare at my daily to do list and shutter at the countless details. Student classes to organize, teachers to recruit, and student helpers to train. The work load is large and the hours are long. I get to work by 6:30 am.
Did I also mention grad. school. I am getting the hang of the work load. But, I still feel like am a rudderless. I crash upon my reading load, like some sort of ship without the thing in aft that helps to steer. Just recently I was trying to swim with the workload and found myself drowning. I had to write an essay about what motivates me for the project I am doing. I was (insert bad nautical simile here) trying to figure out where does APA style require citation when writing a self reflective piece. In the end I looked at the teachers sample. Where I had written nearly four pages, her sample was a paragraph. Time to catch my breath.