Spring has Sprung . . . and made me WORTHLESS
I'm an academic, which means I've never NOT been in school. Plus, my parents are teachers, so I've always lived on an academic calendar. I get very confused when people talk about the New Year as the new year . . . because, obviously, the new year starts in late August or early September, depending on your school.
So right now, it's the end of my working year. And I'm done. I'm not actually done, I have two more weeks of teaching and a week of finals, but I am DONE, as in stick a fork in me. My students are even MORE done. They are so done they might mutiny. We all want to stab each other, at some antideluvian level of our brains, despite the fact we are rather fond of each other by this point in the semester.
For me, spring is more than just flowers and bumble bees and hormones. Spring makes me WORTHLESS as a human being. I just want to nap. I do not want to grade any more papers, or fill out any more forms, or discuss any more ideas. I want to drink a Guinness, read a dirty book, and call it a dizzle-izzle-ay.
How do you feel about spring? Are you one of those people (like my mother) who feels energized and starts washing walls? Or do you slip into the narcoleptic coma which is my current state, too?
So right now, it's the end of my working year. And I'm done. I'm not actually done, I have two more weeks of teaching and a week of finals, but I am DONE, as in stick a fork in me. My students are even MORE done. They are so done they might mutiny. We all want to stab each other, at some antideluvian level of our brains, despite the fact we are rather fond of each other by this point in the semester.
For me, spring is more than just flowers and bumble bees and hormones. Spring makes me WORTHLESS as a human being. I just want to nap. I do not want to grade any more papers, or fill out any more forms, or discuss any more ideas. I want to drink a Guinness, read a dirty book, and call it a dizzle-izzle-ay.
How do you feel about spring? Are you one of those people (like my mother) who feels energized and starts washing walls? Or do you slip into the narcoleptic coma which is my current state, too?
Comments
I think Spring is good for me. Living in the north (PA), that little bit of warmth and sunshine we get really gives me a boost.
Imagine Super Mario getting one of those Invincibility Stars. That's me.
Paul
I like spring to get back to the garden, till the soil, plant some seeds of veggies and flowers, mow the lawn.
I definitely don't feel a need to wash the walls, hate housework in all its forms.
But instead I'm seriously just done. I do think, however, that I'm more done with school, and less done with spring.
Sabrina: Congrats on getting your MA! That's great. And it's crazy how fast it goes, no?
Yup, Autumn is a much nicer season.
And my opinion has nothing to do with my having to convince myself that Autumn is a great season just so I don't get jealous of the other half of the planet heading into longer days and lazy summers. Nope. Not at all.
JD: DEFORESTATION!!!! I am dying over here. That's soooo true.
Anyway, my students are definitely about to burst into something. I'm thinking it's more into swearing, than butterflies, but I like your simile nonetheless. ;-)
:headdesk: Yeah it's time for a vacation.
Jana
Jana: AAGH!!! That's horrible! Where are you???? I'm in Louisiana so I haven't worn a coat in 2 months. Should I not be telling you that?