As soon as I wrote that title, I thought of everyone in this land who doesn't get a spring break, and I thought anew that I lead a pretty charmed life. It's pretty good, viewed a certain way. But the 15-16 weeks per semester that we do work are sometimes chaotic, frustrating, and insanely mechanical. And since many of us do not have the financial luxury to take the summer off, the down time between spring and summer, and between summer and fall, is much less. There's somewhat of a misperception that teachers have it easy, but believe me, we're working. (Secondary and elementary teachers, I bow down to you, because you're working harder than I am.)
That said, I am much looking forward to break. Just not having to deal with irritating students for a week is reason enough. We're not traveling anywhere for it--the wedding's around the corner and we need to scrutinize our pennies--but that's okay. I plan to get grading done, work on poems, maybe even (gasp) send out a few poems, and take care of some wedding tasks.
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