5:30 – The alarm goes off. Snooze.
5:45 – The second alarm goes off with the snooze.
I slip out and kiss her good bye (good morning?) trying to be as quiet as possible. She always hugged me saying:
“Have a great day”
It was all very familiar again in an odd way. Two weeks of being single and now I’m comfortably in another relationship? No, no. It wasn’t just “another relationship”, it was more. Sure everything this year forced me to hit the ground running, but I was only comfortable with her so quickly because we had a special connection that was different from other people who moved as fast as our relationship was moving.
6:00 – Let the dog out. Leave her some kibble.
6:15 – Work-Out at the gym. Cardio. Free-weights. Bench. Machine Weights.
7:00 – Shower.
7:30 – Dry off. Get dressed.
7:45 – Breakfast: McDonalds, Bruams, Carl’s Jr., or Burger King?
8:00 – Arrive at work fifteen minutes early (just enough time to beat the other teachers to the copying machine; everyone waits till the last minute).
8:30 – Time to learn.
11:45 – Over time (a.k.a. pre-lunch)
12:13 – Lunch!
I was “affectionately” nicknamed Sasquatch among the staff because I didn’t eat lunch in the teacher’s lounge. I honestly learned more about how to be a better educator by listening and observing my students who wanted to waste their lunch time in my classroom. It was also a great way to stay somewhat caught up on the overwhelming amount of paperwork or getting somewhat organized for the elective class.
3:50 – Bus duty
4:20 – Off the clock!
4:30 – The actual time I leave school.
Depending on what day it is, I train at a school for boxing; I’ve done it for about a year and half now. When I’m not doing that, I’m engaged in extracurricular activities: Basketball games, Wrestling matches (not so many football games; I don’t enjoy football), and job required book meetings to name a few. Other familiar activities included less and less time with family, less and less time to socialize, less and less time to take my dog for walks, less time playing video games. There weren’t many weeknights that passed without me staying up in her bed grading papers and reading ahead of my class, always preparing lesson plans. The first year is the hardest because of the amount of preplanning. Sometimes this new goddess in my life would fall asleep and I’d curl up with her putting the paperwork away. Sometimes it would wake her up and we’d stay up another hour together.
My life was complete again. It was almost too good to be true.
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