Do you remember being in school?
Do you remember the breathless anticipation of the end of the school year?
Do you remember how the clock would not move?
Welcome to my day today. A day of endless waiting. A day of the clock remaining stuck at the same time, the whole day.
And if it was painful for my students, it was excruciating for me. Because in that endless waiting for the hands of the clock to move, I was also waiting for documents, lists of instructions, a hurry up and wait kind of situation that did nothing to help pass the time.
And the only thing that would have helped would have been to have had that endless list of tasks to be completed. It would have kept me busy.
Too busy to constantly check the clock.
Too busy to be reminded of how painfully boring it is to sit and watch a clock.
Or to watch paint dry.