I’ve been tired before from teaching. Just never this tired. Last night, I was quite literally too tired to think comfortably.
A three-hour nap took the edge off my fatigue, but I was still pretty tired. Another eight hours later, and a half-hour after my alarm went off, I still couldn’t think straight. Oy.
When I told my master teacher, she grilled me on nutrition and balanced diets. Yes, I think I have a balanced diet even if it lacks green things. Yes, I eat plenty of protein. No, that no-meat Lent thing is only on Fridays.
She seemed to believe me, and offered her advice:
“This is a very tiring, stressful job. Part of this is kids sucking the life out of us. Part of it is being exhausted. We all are.”
I had some witty rejoinder, I think, but I don’t remember exactly what I said. I was too tired.
Moral of the story? Go to bed an hour before you think you need to.