August is always a hard month for me. I hate going back to work, starting all over with new kids. It’s physically the most draining time of the year and mentally, I’m wrung out. This year, I have 4 classes of seniors, the largest has 49. We are slammed with kids in every class and right now, admin won’t balance numbers because we have to hire or transfer a few teachers. So I’m dealing with 40+ kids in 3 classes, a lunch period I hate (eating at 1pm after starting work at 7:15??), and my wing is basically empty except for a new teacher in the department who is getting on my nerves. I’m lonely. I don’t know any of my students, except a few I had last year in my CA.HSEE class. I miss my neighbours from school who have all moved to other parts of campus.
I’m a bit of a moody mess today, mostly from being tired. I get overwhelmed at school when I’m dragging this much. I’m just glad Rob is here, day in, day out. He’s taken care of everything the last week from meals to laundry to the animals. He’s taken care of me. For better or for worse. In good times and in bad.