The end of my day usually consists of reviewing student work, lesson planning, meetings, spending time with the kids, managing their activities, getting dinner in there somewhere...and now, for the past few weeks, typing up my daily blog entry for this challenge.
As the evening draws to a close, my husband always asks, "What do you have left to do?" My answer is usually, "Gotta do my blog entry." He has always called me "Miss One More Thing" because I'm the one that switches over the laundry, checks to make sure all the lights are off, and loads the dishwasher after I tell him I'm ready to go. To him I'm sure this writing challenge is "one more thing." But he has been supportive and encouraging, not once commenting that I could just skip one night to spend this time with him instead. He waits patiently for his turn, when the kids are settled in bed and all my other work is done, and I've typed up my blog entry for the day. This kind of support is appreciated more than I could ever adequately express.
I know the profession I have chosen demands a lot of my time. I miss my own children's open house or field days to attend those for the school at which I teach. I miss the occasional cross-country meet to have parent-teacher conferences with my students' parents. My school work bleeds into my home life all the time. And he remains supportive. He encourages me to be my best self and knows that to do that, I have to give 110%. He makes it so I have that extra 10% to give.
So, my blog entry for today is done. My school work is done. It's his turn now.