
Lately I’ve been reading lots of tweets and posts from teachers about a new kind tired.
That overwhelms.
And, lately, I’ve been feeling it, too.
It seeps through my body at the end of the day even though it wasn’t there minutes before.
It’s the kind of tired that I usually experience at the beginning of the school year. Not at the end.
It’s the kind of tired that takes over my bones not because I’ve had a strenuous workout, but because I’ve used up all of my physical and mental energy.
Until there’s nothing left.
This tired is a new kind of tired at the end of this new kind of year.
This tired surprises me.
It comes over me suddenly.
It is experienced at creeping.
It is quiet, but makes itself felt.
A good night’s rest usually takes care of the tired.
Until the end of the next day when it crawls in next to me…again.
A teacher’s life during multiple pandemics.

Cross posted to The Two Writing Teachers Tuesday Slice of Life Challenge.
Elisa, isn’t it amazing how tiredness creeps into each day and repeats itself as a strange phenomenon. First, it entered during Quarantine life. Now, continues to make its way daily. While I am not teaching now, I am feeling an unusual amount of tired due to my life move, Enjoy Spring!
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Thank you! Yes, the tired is always there whether or not your working because it’s not physical. It’s a mental and emotional tired.
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This tired has had someone at school saying “How can this only be Tuesday?” and then “I thought it was Friday all day, “ on Wednesday. It’s been like this since we came back from our Spring Break.
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Exactly, Diane. It’s different this year.
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Been there, done that.
Every day has been a struggle to have the energy to go home and do basic stuff. A pandemic, yes. However, it seems like the teacher life has been getting progressively harder year and year.
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So true, Darin. It will be hard for many of us to sustain this pace if next year brings more of the same. I hope not!
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