Transitioning to Workdays and an Extended Weekend without Having Meetings or Students. Learning to Breathe Again and Get the Other Work Done

And there's a Cadbury bunny laying chocolate weekends in the near Friday and I just learned that both Thursday, Friday, and Monday are good (please don't play an April Fool's joke on me, Monday. I need you to be a day off, too, because I have a dentist appointment.

Yes, I'm a fool, but I'm okay with that.

I have five days to breathe and I'm thankful for them: Zoom conversations with National Writing Project folk, grant work, grading, my own writing, applications, and dreaming. I need the space to do all of this, especially since fasting is what it is. 

I'm learning to respect self-control and the way the mind focus on what is most relevant when you deny yourself life's luxuries and privileges. Good being one of them. 

So much of this life-gig is rethinking and repurposing your faith in the world, your philosophy for living a good life, learning (and relearning), questioning, and contending with the hypocrisy of bureaucracies. I maintain my believe in teachers and young people in U.S. schools but grow skeptical of the adult games played by politicians, corporations, Universities, and "non-profit" education groups preying on the vulnerability of schools, especially urban ones. 

I need exercise. I need fresh air. I need my own mind and vision. And I need a break from the nonsense. I welcome the leave, albeit short, and the chance to catch up and rethink my everything.