Tis the Month of Maying
April brought showers, daffodils, mooseeating tulips (again), a trip to see the First Folio, unprecedented warm temperatures, and a month of poetry. Now we are on to May.
May–yes, may I just say that May makes me tired, and we are barely five days into the month. As I write this it’s 3:30 a.m., about two hours too early to be so wide awake. My head is spinning with how much I need to do this month. May I just stop a moment and reflect what the month of May involves…
- Complete the Victorian Era unit with my seniors, yet leave enough time for Modern and Post-Modern by end of this month
- Post progress grades by 3 pm Thursday–today!
- Create my unit exam
- Figure out my second semester final
- Create a meaningful series of activities for my AP students for the rest of the month now that they have taken their exam and are basically done with the class, yet still need to attend. Did someone say film appreciation unit?
- Speak at the annual Women’s Tea talking about getting a “piece of quiet” which is based on my essay in Chicken Soup for the Multi-tasking Mom’s Soul (I should be nervous but I’m too worn out to be nervous–wait it’s next week? I am nervous)
(Survivor of the nefarious Tulip Moose)
Just thinking about my “get’r done” list makes me tired enough to maybe go back to sleep. May I, might I, may I get it done because all this is going through my head:
Tis is the month of maying:
- May I get my gradebook straightened out
- May I get my lesson plans written up
- May I win against my everlasting match with yard maintenance (Weeds 3, Cricket 1)
- May I get caught up on my book reviews
- May I get a month of blog posts going
- May I send off yet another volley of queries to editors and agents
- May I actually find time to pack for my escape weekend–that’s right, I’m taking two personal days and making a four day getaway. By doing so I may survive the outbreak of senioritis at our school.
May I just go back to sleep so that I’m not a zombie impersonating an English teacher…