Two weeks ago, my new principal arranged for the two of us plus another 6th grade English teacher to meet at the school and discuss goals for the upcoming year. I knew the meeting wouldn't last long, but since I would have to take Vaught to daycare in order to attend, I decided to arrange for a little "me time" afterwards. Even though I enjoy the time I have to myself at the gym or when I go grocery shopping alone, it's been a while since I've had an entire day to just relax and be alone.
Our meeting was at nine, and based on an estimated leave time at 10:30, I thought of so many things I could go and do or get done. I could...
--get my nails done.
--work out and tan.
--go shopping.
--go thrift store shopping.
--see a movie.
--grab a few new books at Barnes & Noble.
--go home and clean.
--take a nap.
I debated doing all of these things, but decided on the two that would probably cost me the least amount of money, besides staying home: seeing a movie and hitting the gym!
I was actually really excited to be having this meeting with my principal. He was genuinely interested in the workshop I recently attended and wanted my ideas for how we could use what I learned in the upcoming school year. When I got my first teaching job three years ago, I didn't hear from my principal all summer until the day I started work at the school. I was never asked, by my principal, or anyone else for that matter, about the workshops and conferences I attended. I was never asked for my input or suggestions, so knowing that my principal was so excited about what I had to share made me feel confident and excited for next year! He also gave me a tour of the school and showed me my new classroom. I love that this is my third time in three years of teaching to be located at the end of a hallway. I can't wait to start decorating my room!
Can we appreciate that I still know how to dress like a teacher? Leggings are my go-to. Also, take note that I'm wearing pink... That never happens.
I had put my gym bag in the car that morning, so I went straight from the theatre to the gym. I completed a good leg workout without squatting too heavy (I pulled a muscle last week). I did some ab work after then tanned... I know fake baking is terrible, please don't remind me.
By the time I left the gym, it was after four; my "day off" was already over! I headed straight to Vaught's daycare to pick him up, and he was so glad to see me. Likewise for me--I'd missed that little chunk! We met Eric at our favorite Mexican joint for dinner. We forgot a spoon for Vaught, so we improvised with a suck-suck I still keep in his diaper bag for some crazy reason. As long as he gets his guacamole, he's good to go!
Grilled chicken and veggies: my new favorite Mex plate! |
I enjoyed my day to myself, but do we ever really get a day off, Mamas? I don't think so. I wasn't at all worried about Vaught today, but I did think of him often. I guess I felt a little guilty that I left my meeting and went to do a few things for me instead of going to pick him up. Overall, I think it's healthy for us to get a some time to ourselves, but I sure was happy when he was back in my arms!
What do you like to do for "you time?"
Have you ever taken a mom-day-off?