So... it's February vacation here in New England. Inexplicably, this is the time when students and teachers get a week off, even though we have April vacation coming two months in the future. Why we don't consolidate them into one break in March like the rest of the country is beyond me. But I digress....
After not really getting any break during Christmas (flew back home to visit family and friends, slept in four different places, had a packed schedule, flew home, went back to school), I could have really used a vacation. Sadly, however, my district shortened Feb. break to a four-day weekend and so I'm back to work tomorrow. My kids, however, have the week off, and with no family for 1000 miles, we have asked friends to take them he rest of the week (my husband doesn't have vacation until March). What I SHOULD have done is flown somewhere warm, by myself, and soaked up some vitamin D. If I don't get some sunlight and peace soon, I think I'm going to burst.
Don't get me wrong, my kids are great, but sometimes I wonder if I should have had kids at all. I feel so guilty that I'm not doing more for them, that I'm not cooking a square meal for them each night, that I think more abound t myself than I do them. My husband is incredible and does so much, and yet I find myself longing to just get in my car and drive away from everything and never look back.
That's not good.
Maybe I just need a vacation from my life. Or maybe I should try hibernation. Yeah, that sounds like a winter plan I could get behind.
Until I figure out a way to sleep for a few months without having to be in a medically-induced coma, I guess it's back to school for me tomorrow.
