I was such a good kid, that I still have a guilty conscience when I do things that I think I'm not supposed to do. The feeling is more of a twinge than anything, but I still feel it. Take today, for example. I'm not sick, but my boss thinks I am!
You see, I was just not ready to go back to work today. I just couldn't face it. So last night, as soon as we got home, I wrote out sub plans, sweet talked J into running up to Southridge with me to make copies and leave the plans in my room, and then called in.
I don't have the temerity to "fake" an illness on the phone, though. I have this little code in my head that makes me feel better about it. I'm never dishonest. If I feel like playing hooky, I don't call in sick, I just call in.
Does that make sense?? Here, I'll show you the difference.
Scenario 1: I am lying in bed with strep throat, stuffed up so much I can't breathe, and I have little to no voice left at all. I drag myself to the computer, write the sub plans, get them to school or to a friend to deliver to school (thanks Betti!) and then call in. This is the message I leave, "Hi, this is Kristina H. I'm calling in sick for Monday, December 1. I teach six classes, and sub plans are in my room. Thanks."
Scenario 2: I am lying in bed, enjoying the warmth, and the thought of getting up and going to school totally kills my buzz. I drag myself to the computer, write the sub plans, get them to school or to a friend to deliver to school (thanks again, Betti!), and then call in. This is the message I leave, "Hi, this is Kristina H. I'm calling in for Monday, December 1. I teach six classes, and sub plans are in my room. Thanks."
Do you see the difference? It's subtle, but it makes a big difference to my conscience. Now I am able to enjoy my day guilt-free!
And that's what I'm gonna do!
I always seem to be more productive on these "stolen" days...I've already done two loads of laundry, cleaned the litter box, unpacked from our trip, called both of my sisters-in-law to discuss some Christmas present ideas, and read three chapters from the book I started last night. Oh, and a blog entry!
As soon as I finish this, I am going to go pick up one of the Christmas gifts and then see about getting my brakes checked. They are awfully squeaky, and we want to take my car for Christmas, rather than J's truck. So, I hope you are enjoying your day as much as I plan to continue enjoying mine!
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2 comments:
guilt-free, unless you think of the person scrambling last minute to find an available sub for your classes. muh ha ha ha ha! Just had to toss that in there (that's what my mom does at the high school she works at, and her emails to me are often full of how hard it was to cover such and such period and how she had to beg teachers to sub during their planning hours). I'm evil. hee hee
Hope you enjoyed your day. I could have used a hooky day, too. I need few days though. Don't you?
We called them Ferris Bueller days in our house growing up and I still do even though my kids have no clue who that is! I think EVERYONE must have Ferris Bueller days every once in awhile! It helps restore sanity :)
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