Thursday, January 29, 2009

Sleep in the Bunky Bed

This morning, Mac and I visited my school. I had to fill out some paperwork and just basically give a shout-out to my bosses, like, "Hey! I'm alive! And remember I'm still entitled to a full-time teaching job in this fine institution!"

It was pretty weird to be toting Mac through the halls there. He was completely overwhelmed by the experience. Some of my students were overwhelmed, too. A common tendency seemed to be pretending they'd never seen me before in their entire lives. And then, when they realized that was awkward, saying something about the baby, like, "Oh! Is that a baby?"

One girl said, "Ms. W., oh my gosh, you look exactly the same. You haven't changed a bit! I'm SERIOUS!"

It was like she expected me to look eighty or something. She wasn't even talking about my weight, which, thank goodness, is NOT exactly the same as it was during week 38 of my pregnancy when she saw me last. She was simply remarking that my face had not disintegrated since May.

"Tara," I said, "it hasn't been that long."

"No!" she protested. "It's been like three years."

"Um," I looked at her a little sadly, "it's been eight months."

"OH!" she said. "Oh, yeah!"

All of my colleagues, on the other hand, remembered me and seemed glad to see me and weren't surprised that I still look about 30 years-old.

And so, Regular Adult Interaction - that's a big PRO on the going-back-to-work decision log, right? What are the other PROs on there?

1 comment:

Rachel said...

Hanging with me. Every day. HUGE selling point.