Time is never time enough

I feel that I must concur with the sentiments expressed by one of my fabulous work colleagues in her blog about time passing by so quickly. We are almost at the end of the second week of term. there are eight weeks to go, and while that sounds like a long time, it isn't.

I have found that this week has been a most unproductive week in terms of my administrative role, thus far. Unproductive in the sense that I have done nothing other than mark papers for my year 12 students (whilst pushing to the side the year 11 papers that I didn't finish in the holidays, but MUST do this weekend so I don't have too much marking to do when the Trial HSC starts)

Today I seemed to deal with students behaving badly and try to provide support to a few colleagues. All of this is a very important part of my role, and one that I take seriously. I have always maintained that it is a real privilege to teach students. Likewise, it is a real privilege to work with my colleagues.

I cannot seem to resolve though, the growing piles of paper on my desk at school. It seems as though my desk at home is now a haven of minimal clutter (no clutter actually) which promotes clarity of thought. My desk at work, however, resembles a mind trying to remember too much, do too much and cluttered all the way through. My goal for Friday is to do some tidying and filing. I would have thought my time would be better spent preparing lessons and providing some good instruction regarding a whole range of education issues, but, alas, as for all teachers... it seems the teaching just has to fit in with the overcrowded curriculum and expectations placed on us from every level. I do hope that at some stage I arrive home before 7:30 during this term. It would be nice to see the sun setting or to go for a walk and relax before dinner. I really need to rethink the whole work-life balance. I will...just as soon as my desk at work is clear...