Anyone who has ever taught, or anyone who has been close to a teacher, knows that the weekend is really no break from work. Hours spent grading papers and planning for the next week often take up most of the weekend. Even on a light work weekend, Sunday nights are always dedicated to work. Always.
Tonight as I drove home from Target, my mind raced through the list of things I needed to accomplish before I could go to sleep. The ungraded essays and unmade plans loomed ahead of me. But I knew that, like every other Sunday night, I would rise to the occasion and get the work done. And then I would be ready to start another week.
But, first, I needed to begin.