It's been a little rough lately.

Last night, Friday night, party night, woo!

...and I was asleep on my couch at 9pm. Slept until 1:30, got up, went to bed properly. That's the kind of week it's been.

At work, I have four roles these days:

1. Classroom teacher
2. Department head
3. Union rep
4. Baseball coach

Sometimes, union stuff dominates my life. Other times, it's department stuff. For the months of April and (especially) May, baseball is all I really think about... but then there are those pesky classes, always there, every day. My job would be a lot easier if I didn't have to teach.

The other day, as I was sitting at a computer waiting for my email to load, checking it to see if any of the three people in my department who were away that day had sent in lesson plans (two did), I thought to myself, "Imagine if this was someone else's problem. You walk into the building, you worry about teaching your classes, you do that, and you go home. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

This has got me thinking about not re-applying for the department head gig when it comes back up in... uh... two-plus years. Oh god, two more years of this bullshit? (Not that I mind doing it; I like organizing things, fixing stuff, and generally helping people out. But right now, it's not something I, y'know, need in my life.)

The union rep thing, well, I suppose I could finish out the year and just say, Sorry folks, I need a year off from it. And I think the rest of the staff would understand; I'm pretty visible, always doing stuff on some level, all throughout the year. Some times are busier than others: we're in the thick of staffing for next year right now, and we still have people who are surplus to our school (we aren't going to be able to squeeze them all in, unfortunately; hopefully they land gigs somewhere else in the board).

Also, when somebody does something stupid and they get reprimanded for it, I gotta be in on the whole process (unless it's huge and goes way past me). Fortunately, that hasn't happened in a little while -- or, rather, the ongoing situations seem to be in a holding pattern right now -- so that's alright.

The baseball thing... over the next two weeks, that's gonna be my life right there. We play five games in eight school days, which means my afternoon classes basically won't see too much of me until right before the long weekend. It's good that the season is short, of course... but I've had to put so much time and effort into paperwork, organizing people, wrangling hats and jerseys (neither of which will be in by our first game, whoooops), the season itself is almost anticlimactic in contrast. I just hope we win some games.

Add to this my grade 9 class, which is fucking insane, and it hasn't been too pleasurable a time lately. Plus, this girl that I went out with and got along great with and called on the phone and talked for hours several times with, well, she thinks you're a really neat guy and I think we'd work better as friends and I hope that's okay with you. Well, it's not.

Hence... asleep by nine. With no regrets whatsoever.