I'm not going anywhere, I am good at what I do, but I am just feeling so sick of it at the moment.
Twelve years, 3 schools, outstanding, additional responsibilities in department and whole school and totally ground-down by it all at the moment. DH loathes me being a teacher, but he knows I am firmly in a salary trap. I care about the students who I teach too and would not walk away from them even if I could, but lord!
Needed a Monday morning vent. I feel like I'm always counting down to the next holiday so I can have a couple of days where I don't feel obliged to be marking or planning something.
You remember Stretch Armstrong, where you can pull him in each direction? A fitting metaphor for me at the moment.
Sigh.