I just spent a short time reviewing my past few posts. I do realize the lack of Paris/London pictures and details of my experiences there... aside from that, I'm quite disappointed with myself in not completing much of my big, scary list of 2011. I also don't like that I haven't begun my novel (or novel ideas, no pun intended). I've barely had time to read, let alone a classic that will no doubt take longer than a kid-lit book.
Where does the time go?
You know, "they" say that teachers have all the time in the world to do what they want because their job ends at 3pm. I'd like all of those "they" people to do my job for a day and see where their time goes. Not to mention, what time they begin/end work.
I realize it's the choice I make - just "speaking" out loud...
Makes it worth the hard work when my boss says "I ran out of places/items to check on your evaluation in everything you do for this school and in your own time to better yourself for the sake of the students, along with their care." It made me feel great that she thought that, but also that she told me! I don't do the extra stuff to earn a pat on the back - I do the extra stuff because I love what I do...it's what teachers do.
