This last week was pretty great for me. First off, it zipped by in a flash. I love weeks like that, especially since the weekend is really becoming more and more my favorite time of the week. It isn’t that I dislike work, it is that I dislike not being able to be home, control (or not) my own schedule and just doing whatever I want, whenever I want.
Actually saying that expresses how really spoiled I am because I have a job where, for the most part, I am completely in charge. From the beginning to the end of my time with kids, I pretty much call the shots. I mean, it doesn’t really get much better than that.
I don’t get to choose when I can show up to work though and sadly, in my location, I must report to work at 7:30 a.m. This is the toughest part of my job, since I am not a morning person…well…at least not that way. I also don’t get to choose the curriculum I teach or the expectations for achievement that the kids must meet or the meetings I must attend afterschool which erode my planning time, but I pretty much have complete control over how I structure my work environment, my schedule, my student’s schedule’s and so on. It really isn’t that rough.
The rough part of my life comes in trying to have a social life during the school year. This probably wouldn’t be so tough either, if I didn’t also have to juggle the demands and taxi around the social schedules of four young people. Then add to that the fact that people must eat and that ends up, somehow being my job. If that alone wasn’t enough, groceries must occasionally be purchased, oh yes, and laundry done and a house cleaned. I used to pay to have the house cleaned and the yardwork done, but that was before the divorce. Sigh.
Anyway, I am not complaining about any of this mind you, because while it is crazy enough and hectic enough, none of it is what I would consider difficult. Well, at least, not until I decide to try to add a social life to the already overly full lifestyle plate I have going during the school year.
So, this last week provided me the opportunity to get away from all that busy-ness for three nights and two days and drop into a different kind of busy. I walked a million city blocks and that’s no small feat when you carry a laptop that is about ten pounds. I ate great food that was healthy and which I neither had to prepare or clean up after. I did really nothing I didn’t want to do. Yes, I attended a conference and was involved in some pretty lengthy sessions where my butt got sore from sitting so long…but they were interesting and well worth my time. Each one I attended was so relevant. That alone is kind of amazing since most of these kinds of events can be a hit and miss endeavor. This one was not.
The off times, after conference workshops, meetings with colleagues and dinners, provided me time to walk through the city streets three blocks to my humble lodging accommodations. The wet misty rain felt refreshing and invigorating. Of course, after two saketinis everything felt refreshing and invigorating. Upon reaching the hotel room, I would slip into my comfy loungewear and slippers, curl up on the big armchair, turn on the laptop and begin my personal thinking on the white screen. Sometimes when I do this, I create more questions and puzzlements (is that even a word?) for myself than I solve problems, but this week was unusual. I actually arrived at some conclusions for myself.
Here are my conclusions listed in random order and not in any particular order of priority:
- I decided, I really don’t want to date or spend so much time on dating. This isn’t to say that if someone really nice just appeared that I wouldn’t go out with him, but I’m certainly not going to put my profiles up and spend anytime checking emails or trying at all. It is simply too exhausting, especially during the school year.
- I decided that the reason I don’t want to date is not because it has been such a disappointing experience…because it really hasn’t. I’ve learned a lot about myself and about dealing with other people and I’ve grown and changed some after every experience. This is a good thing. The real reason I don’t really want to work so hard at it is this: I have other things I want to do more than I want to do that.
- I really want to work on getting myself in shape.
- I really want to work on getting my home in shape.
- I really want to work on getting my yard in shape.
- I want to write.
- I have some serious work to do spiritually, but I don’t really know what that means yet.
- I was serious when I wrote my New Year’s resolutions and I aim to accomplish them, however late a start I’ve had.
- I mostly want to enjoy my children when they are with me without feeling guilty that I haven’t called someone or don’t want to go out on a given night.
- I can’t do any of these things and really devote myself to a “serious” relationship. Most people are uninterested in just seeing me (or anyone) every other weekend and during the school year that is really all the time I have, unless I really start working on this house and then I won’t even have that. So, the choice for me really boiled down to an either or situation. Yeah, it would be great to have a guy who was interested in hanging out and doing projects together, but even when the I.J. and I tried that it was uncomfortable because I felt like that was letting him a little too far into my private world and I wasn’t quite ready to go there. I know I’m not explaining that well but it was weird. On top of that, most men I’ve met, seem to feel like I want to take advantage of their expertise, like all I’m looking for is a handy man instead of a companion. Heck, I’d pay them to show me how to do the tasks I don’t know how to do. But whatever, I’m tired of that little weirdness too. I’ll just do the stuff myself and go get advice from online or the Home Depot or Lowe’s or something. Seriously.
- I have places I want to go. I can now completely see the possibility of going to these places on my own and loving every minute of it and I won’t have to haggle with anyone about which destination to choose first.
- I see directions I want to head with my career that are going to involve some extra time, effort and thought on my part at least at first. This is also not something a deeply involved relationship can sustain unless the person is really willing to accept that. Best probably to just not go there for now.
- Probably sounds like I am retreating and avoiding life, in a way. Maybe this is true. I hope not. I can really tend toward introversion and the recluse lifestyle, but I am not committing to never ever going on a date. I’m just not going to work so hard at it. At least, that’s how I feel this week.
- Maybe, though, as much as I love to identify with Wonder Woman, the reality is I just can’t do it all. And, since the stuff on the home and career front seems a bit more pressing than the stuff on the romance front (since there really is no stuff on the romance front), I choose that.
Anyway, here I go to pull my online dating profiles completely down. I am finally free!!! And I am really, really very okay with that. At least, for this week. 😉