A Week in the Life
I feel so damn over-worked and under-paid lately. I often hear people (esp. my interns) whine about how damn busy they are. I wonder how my week compares. Am I as busy as everyone else, am I more busy or am I just spoiled and whiny? Lets find out.
Sunday- Work at the 'Bucks 4-8 hours depending on the week. Remembering, of course, that I do not get to sit at all during my shifts and that I rarely get a lunch break AND that it is a 45 minute commute each way.
Monday- 9ish: Graduate Assistant planning session with program advisor, 1:00: planning session with my interns, 2-4: preparing classrooms, administrative b.s. and prep curriculum for Wednesday class, 5-11: work at the 'Bucks.
Tuesday- Meet with professors and thesis committee advisors, additional preparations for Wednesday class and mad dash to finish weekly paper for night class, 4:00: therapy, 5-9: Theory class with worst professor EVER.
Wednesday- Get on the bus around 10:30 to North Lawndale on the South Side, 12-3ish: teach high school class with interns, head back to north east side, prepare for night class at the library, 5-9: Research Methods with Dr. Dominatrix, out for drinks with schoolmates if we are up for it.
Thursday, Friday and Saturday- 4-8 hour shift at the 'Bucks, many, many, many hours of homework, laundry, dishes, cleaning, grocery shopping, friends, meetings with professors and errands.
Somewhere in there I am supposed to be researching and writing my thesis as I muddle through the pointless busywork, bullshit that is my homework.
And every night I come home alone and I drop into bed and cry for a bit because I miss Justin and am terribly lonely but have absolutely no free time to meet someone new and/or have a social life with anyone outside of school. Thank goodness for kitty or I probably would have killed myself by now. Ugh.
Sunday- Work at the 'Bucks 4-8 hours depending on the week. Remembering, of course, that I do not get to sit at all during my shifts and that I rarely get a lunch break AND that it is a 45 minute commute each way.
Monday- 9ish: Graduate Assistant planning session with program advisor, 1:00: planning session with my interns, 2-4: preparing classrooms, administrative b.s. and prep curriculum for Wednesday class, 5-11: work at the 'Bucks.
Tuesday- Meet with professors and thesis committee advisors, additional preparations for Wednesday class and mad dash to finish weekly paper for night class, 4:00: therapy, 5-9: Theory class with worst professor EVER.
Wednesday- Get on the bus around 10:30 to North Lawndale on the South Side, 12-3ish: teach high school class with interns, head back to north east side, prepare for night class at the library, 5-9: Research Methods with Dr. Dominatrix, out for drinks with schoolmates if we are up for it.
Thursday, Friday and Saturday- 4-8 hour shift at the 'Bucks, many, many, many hours of homework, laundry, dishes, cleaning, grocery shopping, friends, meetings with professors and errands.
Somewhere in there I am supposed to be researching and writing my thesis as I muddle through the pointless busywork, bullshit that is my homework.
And every night I come home alone and I drop into bed and cry for a bit because I miss Justin and am terribly lonely but have absolutely no free time to meet someone new and/or have a social life with anyone outside of school. Thank goodness for kitty or I probably would have killed myself by now. Ugh.