don't act like you can't relate.
Dear Monday,
you didn’t have to
come so quickly, you know. i
would’ve waited for you.
(c) me, in anticipation of another monday
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Lately, I’ve been dreading Monday like I owed it money. In a way, I do. It’s the day I have to return to the uneasiness of my classroom and work hard (so, so hard) for my money.
If you’ve been following me on twitter, you’ve noticed I’ve been looking for an escape hatch from my job. I do not love teaching. It’s something I do well, like deal with uncomfortable shit with ease, but it’s not fun. It’s not that I don’t like the kids. I love a lot of them (a few, I’d strangle though), but I’m tired of dealing with the Culture of Failure that has gripped so many of them. It’s hard to care so much when they don’t (or their own parents do not) give a damn.
I’m over it.
It’s only November, and I’m over it. I have felt this way on many occasions and I keep asking myself when am I going to do something about it. When am I going to be strong enough, brave enough to change it? As I approach 30, I realize that I don’t have time to waste. I don’t want to become just another worker bee that dreads Monday, or a teacher that becomes so disgruntled she hates the kids (I’ve met a few like this). I want to LOVE waking up to do whatever it is I have chosen to do.
I was flipping through the November issue of O magazine this morning and read the “who are you meant to be section.” As usual, I fall in the “creative” category and need constant opportunities where I can think and share creatively with others. Perhaps that is what is so taxing about teaching middle school. I spend ALL day being the bad guy, the disciplinarian, and only a fraction of the time sharing and teaching with the kids.
At the end of the day I can continue to complain about my job, like so many others, or I can leap out on faith and reach for happiness. My momma didn’t raise no fool, so don’t expect me to quit tomorrow (especially in THIS economy), but just know that I’ve already started planning my escape. Instead of just talking a good game, I’m actually taking action to love what I do and feel at ease come Monday morning.
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A majority of Americans work in jobs they HATE (87%?!), do you?
If so, are you content to stay or are you looking for an escape hatch?
If you love what you do, share the secret to finding work you love (we need the help!)
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