I know many of you read the title of this blog and thought I must be crazy. I am a teacher who does not work during the summer, so I have been off since mid-June. I can pretty much do whatever I want for two and a half months. How can I possibly dislike summer? Well, here’s why:
Everyone ELSE in my life is at work
My husband is a prosecutor who works Monday to Friday, so I am home alone all day every day. Since he’s basically my best friend, it’s boring not having him around. Sure, I like the occasional day to myself, but after a few days in a row, it get’s old. My girl friends are all at work too, so I text them and have to wait for them to be done doing something work related to answer. I send them funny videos of my puppy or links to Youtube and they text back that they can’t watch until later because they can’t use sound at work. My mom is the only other person I can hang out with and she has to take care of my grandmother so she can’t stay out late or be gone for long stretches of time. So I am often left feeling lonely and bored at home, which brings me to my next reason.
2. Social Media
While I sit home alone on the couch scrolling through Facebook and Instagram, I see everyone swimming in pools, going to the beach, going on vacations, strolling the boardwalk, making campfires and s’mores, and going on day trips. It makes me start to feel depressed. Sure, I have a house down the shore, but we rent it out in order to keep it going, so we didn’t get to enjoy it once this summer. I don’t have a pool and none of my friends do either.
My mother in law’s pool in her 55 and over community is only available to me if I go with her and see #1 for why that isn’t something I can do often. Many of my Facebook friends have kids and they take their kids to amusement parks and the zoo and aquarium, while I sit home in my childless splendor wishing I had a kid to take somewhere for just a day to give me something to do with my time. It’s hard to explain, but after I have read my 10th book of the summer, watched all there is to watch on TV, and played my 5th round of catch with my dog, it gets monotonous.
3. The HEAT
I cannot stand the heat I have no problem stepping out of the kitchen (Get it? No?). This summer started out beautifully. I was training a puppy the whole month of June and July and there weren’t a lot of days where I could really complain, but August hit hard. It has been so hot and humid there are moments where I am just sitting outside, not even moving, and the sweat is dripping down my face. There is no article of clothing in the world that can make this extreme August heat and humidity feel tolerable. It makes doing things outdoors uncomfortable and puts me back inside on the couch, scrolling through social media and watching people as they get their relief from the heat in a nice swimming pool or in a totally different state where it’s not boiling hot.
In April my husband and I embarked on a weight loss journey. I have lost 29.8 pounds thus far ( can I just say 30?) and have been trying to change my mindset about food. Unfortunately, this means that a lot of the activities I used to get pleasure from are no longer optional and I realized just how much emphasis I put on food in my life. Going out to breakfast in the summer was always a big thing for my mom and I. We would go to a local diner and just relish in the fact that we were out to breakfast on a random Tuesday; something we can’t do during the school year. Going out to lunch was also another activity we enjoyed since we don’t get to do it Monday to Friday during school. Sure, I can still go out on to restaurants while I’m on Weight Watchers, but it’s tricky and not as enjoyable to order a grilled chicken breast on a bed of lettuce. I also used to go out for ice cream multiple times a week in the summer and head to Ocean City for boardwalk food. Now that I am trying to make a shift in my habits, I realize how boring my life can be without food as an emphasis. Food as entertainment is something I grew up with and it’s very hard to change that mindset.
5. I Miss My Job
I know this may sound crazy, but I miss my job. I miss having a purpose. I miss feeling like I am a motivated human being who is making a difference. I miss my daily meetings with my coworkers, where we try to solve problems and help each other. I miss feeling needed by my students and colleagues, even if it’s just for a band-aid. I miss the consistent schedule. I miss the kids faces when I say something funny. I miss knowing I have to go to the bathroom at 10:40 or I won’t be able to go for another two hours. I miss the routine. I miss the music on my ride to work. I miss the steady paycheck ( I’m being honest here). I miss getting into bed at the end of an exhausting day, looking forward to Friday. I miss texting my husband and telling him that I can’t wait to get home to give him a hug. I miss learning new things. I miss walking down the halls to get my Fitbit steps.
Summer break was made to make me appreciate every exhausting, stressful, “Why did I choose this profession” type of day. It makes me remember exactly why I chose to be a teacher and it makes me remember why I LOVE September!