Every year I contemplate certain life choices. Why did I do this? Why didn’t I do that? No matter what I tell myself I always come back to this time of year and lament.
Why the hell didn’t I become a teacher?
No it is not just about the summers off.
It is so much more.
It’s about the Thanksgiving break, Christmas break, spring break, and every single holiday given. Not to mention snow days.
Oh come on, that was funny. Kinda true. But funny. I admire teachers a great deal. They deserve the breaks.
And every year as my husband and many of my friends start talking summer break…. I start lamenting.