Undoubtedly, one of the evils of teaching (as with many other professions, I'm sure) is meetings. And one of the downsides to being a new teacher is orientation. I thought I was in the clear this year (I should have known better). Yet, there it was, sitting in my inbox this morning. "GREETINGS!" My stomach sank. Yep, 8-5 smack dab in the middle of our beach vacation.
In hindsight, I should have seen this coming. But three days notice? Really?
So now, as my family is lounging on the beach, drinking margaritas on the patio at the bar, I will be sitting in a cramped room under flickering fluorescent lights for nine hours. Then I will trudge home and we will drive the five hours to the beach, only to have to drive back in a day and a half.
I swear I'm not always this negative. I appreciate the chance to go to the beach at all. And I'm so thankful to have a job.
I just can't feel a little pang of disappointment every time I look at my calendar.
My second thought this morning after extreme frustration? This is a lesson in sacrifice. I have to learn to adjust. Most of all, I need to learn to stay positive even in the most disappointing of situations.
So, I will go in on Thursday and attempt to stay positive.
Ugh.
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