When I was a classroom teacher, July was always a prized month---the only month of the year that I didn't have to go to work. This is not to say that school was ever far from my mind...or that I didn't attend workshops, take classes, or think about the upcoming year. But how I spent my time was my decision.
And this July? Other than the state holiday on the third of July, I work the whole month (including two Sundays). It's an odd frame of mind to be in. All the teachers I run across are giving up vacation time---and are starting to look refreshed and rejuvenated from time off. Me? I look like something the cat dragged in after nearly 11 months on the job and only two official vacation days in that time period.
However, my mind is taking time to wander and wonder. I finally had a breakthrough in how I want to organize my book on grading. I'm ready to write (if I only had the time). I've made some decisions about which direction to move my career and some even more difficult personal decisions. I've enjoyed my yard---doing lots of gardening and making plans for the future of my little home.
I have to admit that I miss the "old" July---so full of "want to's" and not "have to's." But right now, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.