So, I retired 11 months ago from many years of teaching in the public school system. Many reasons why, some of which can be found on my blog, but that’s not todays story. Today I need to talk about “Teacher Time”. You see, teachers have their own time frame —
the day starts at 7:00 am ( or 8:45 if you’re an elementary teacher) and ends, well, you know, it really never ends.
You pee every 90 minutes, and you can pee, wipe, wash your hands and check your lipstick in 3 minutes, getting you back to your room before the kids return from wherever the bell sent them.
You mark grilled cheese and tomato soup days on your calendar.
You wake before light.
You start, progress and finish everything in 10 weeks or less. (This can cause problems if you go into the “normal” work world where people set, go figure, realistic timeframe goals for projects)
You have a “snowday” setting on your alarm clock
You know, EXACTLY, how many minutes it takes to get to work, you can figure in lights, stopped busses, deer running across the road and fog, and can still get there in time to have a cup of coffee.
Christmas break is Christmas break, no matter who wants to call it “winter” break.
Same goes for Easter.
Summer starts the day the last bell rings.
Which brings me to my point. I have left many of the teacher time obsessions behind. I make grilled cheese whenever I want, pee when I need to and start my day after I check the computer, have a cup of coffee and knit at least one row on whatever I’m working on at the moment.
But the Summer break thing haunts me. I’ve been working with a non profit since the minute I retired ( the actual minute) and its been 11 months without a break. Part time work for sure, nice, self directed schedule that only gets stressful occasionally, but steady. And I am feeling that teacher time pull that says “you need a break”. Not sure how I’m going to make my bosses understand….