It is the last official day of my holidays. I think I am just as bad as the kids when it comes to holiday mourning. I like my pyjamas. I like sleeping in. I like going shopping and taking hours to decide which top looks best. I enjoy going to silly movies and laughing out loud. Cooking mac and cheese and browsing pinterest is a wonderful way to pass the time. I don't wanna go back to school.
Unfortunately the fun stuff doesn't happen if I don't have any cash in the kitty and the cash disappears quite quickly when one does not go to work.
Usually, by this point in my holidays I am chomping at the bit to get back into the classroom. But this time around I am sort of dreading it. Perhaps it is due to the marking that I have been doing this week. Perhaps it is because I have not done nearly enough planning. Perhaps I can't decide what values are the truly important ones. Perhaps I have lost my way as a teacher. Perhaps the little muppets have finally got the better of me.
Perhaps (and this is far more likely)... I just like my pyjamas.