Insanity

I've just had an enjoyable lunch with Francis and Betty, cosy and honest to say the least.

And we share the same sentiments - we are all tired ...

I keep wondering to myself in particular while observing the crowd that was flocking to Tampines Mall, and knowing how some of my kids are enjoying this holiday, what kind of life am I having?

I've spent these 3-4 days of a holiday MARKING scripts, desperately trying to finish before lessons begin on Wed. I've spent these 3-4 days drawing out a concept plan to help my students with revision ... and look at the hours that it has taken away from my holiday. I'm actually working when it's a holiday ... What kind of a job am I having!? Some of my friends have left the country to have a decent holiday. I'm here marking, and interrupting it to see the Ophthalmologist only to return to mark again.

It is as though I were the one preparing for the exams. I've always known that I'm quite diligent, obsessed to say the least but this isn't my exam!? Why am I working so hard? Who is it for really? It eludes me.

Holiday or not, it is still work. It is just at a different workstation ...