Tuesday, 2 November 2010

More tired than a very tired person

I know I have lapsed into blogging-lite again, but it is the rhythm of life currently demanded by my temporary, pre-nuptial and nomadic arrangements. Normal service will be resumed asap.

For now I'm nursing a bad throat, I have a stack of accusatory marking piked on my desk, a set of essays to edit and a book review to rush through before 16 November.

'Bugger' was a word invented precisely for just such occasions.

5 comments:

Richard said...

Enough with the excuses!

Have you ever stopped to think that your blog followers read what you have to say because they want to, but your students only show up because yours was the only section that fit their schedule and they need the units? And if they could get course credit without having to attend classes, they would in a heartbeat?

Moretben said...

Pah! Teachers! You're not more tired than me. Just wait till you have kids. Then you'll know what tired is. Pah!

roveto ardente said...

Yes Moretben, I know that whenever I feel really bone-achingly-exhausted, that I'm a whimp compared with my friends with small children who have been totally shattered and sleep-deprived ever since their little lovelies were born.

It seems that being tired or comparing how tired we are is all part of the very condition of the average adult European these days. It surely wasn't always like this.

I know a family who have a handy response to anyone who says they're tired, looking for a soothing word of comfort - they smilingly respond,

"Tired? Really? Join the club, I've been tired since well, round about Holy Week 1983!".

I once lived in shared house where talk of tiredness was banned as it was fast becoming the topic of every mealtime.

The MSN advertising campaign that talks about 'The New Busy' is surely just feeding this pressure to be constantly on top of things, running around, being bright and breezy, into everything and always having an answer when we're asked, "What are you doing tonight?", or "What are you doing this weekend". Why and when has it become 'normal' to be constantly available and busy or 'productive'?

Maybe we need to start a new movement and say no to too many 'things to do' in any given week and start telling people why we're pacing ourselves.

I agree that parents can't switch off their children when they waken them during the night or need to be driven to the umpteenth event of the week after hours. However, maybe we can go between meetings a little more calmly, start taking whole lunch hours, finish work on time, cram one less appointment into the week and possibly even get an early night sometimes. These things don't make us whimps, they're responsible ways to care for our bodies and souls.

Jesus took time to be alone in prayer - he didn't 'carve out a window'. He sat at table talking and listening, He didn't 'grab a bite'. He read scripture (in the old fashioned sense of sitting still, reading aloud, mouthing and savouring the words), He didn't download soundbites to listen to in the car.

Dear Ches, be gentle with yourself and rest your throat. Here are lots of prayers for all the strength and energy you need as you appraoch your special day.

GOR said...

I will not join the chorus of the unfeeling and denigrate the labor of the teaching profession, even if its practitioners get more vacation than me………….:)

Methinks thou need’st sleep, Ches…

“…that knits up the ravell’d sleave of care
The death of each day’s life, sore labor’s bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature’s second course,
Chief nourisher in life’s feast.”


And so…I’ll to bed.

Ches said...

Wise man, GOR! Me too!