The Off Switch

I want to know where the off switch is in this seemingly constant experience that is my job. Like the infamous, and obnoxious, Energizer Bunny, it just keeps going and going. And going. This evening I left school with a whole stack of grading and lesson plans looming over my tired head. For an hour or so I was on pause, until a school parent called about their son. Then I went to Bible study, where two moms of students cornered me to talk about why their students aren't making good grades (um, not doing your homework usually gets you bad grades; call me crazy, I just thought that was common knowledge). There was an email from another parent waiting for me when I got home.

I love my job. I love my students. I love being busy, in fact, I thrive on overactivity, hence my two majors and multiple jobs in college. Currently I'm on pause again with my REO Speedwagon and coffee and Charlie Brownesque Christmas tree, complete with one strand of lights and three ornaments. But it won't last long and I struggle to know how to take a break, or if I should even be wanting a break. Even without constant parental contact, my thoughts are always on my work. I love what I do, I just don't like it right now.