This blog was due on Wednesday. I never like to hand things in late, but I had a crappy week; I was so tired, and as I was worrying about making a bad impression, I realized something really important: I have written for Share My Lesson for nine years. I’m not making a first impression here. I’m a proven commodity, and it isn’t like the world would stop turning if I didn’t hand my blog in on time. Instead, I emailed Susan Yousoffi at SML: “In true ‘don’t get burned out’ fashion—I need to send you my blog on Saturday.” Do you know what happened? Nothing. She said sure. I’m sharing this anecdote to lay the groundwork for my hot take on avoiding burnout. I’ve written about it before, like “Are You on Fire or Burning Out?” However, this year is different. This year, it feels like we are living in a simulation or a post-apocalyptic movie. How then can we survive, much less thrive in this environment? I’ve got three tips, and if they seem a little unhinged at first, stick with me. Unusual times call for unusual measures.
Deadline? What deadline?
I’m not suggesting that we ignore deadlines. Not exactly. But I am suggesting that we live with a lot of arbitrary made-up deadlines that stress us the heck out. You wanted to decorate your porch for fall this weekend, as I did? Didn’t work out, as it has not? Not. A. Problem. It’s made up. You didn’t drop the clothes off at Goodwill that have been riding around in your trunk for a month? Not exactly an emergency. You paid a bill a day late? They aren’t shutting off your lights. If you know me, I’m not a shirker of any responsibility, but this year I’ve found that I make a lot of my own anxiety by my obsessive desire to do everything on a schedule, mostly of my own making. I’ve been thinking about this because everyone I know is feeling pretty stressed, and when we can’t change the world (at least not alone or today), we need to control what we can, and that certainly includes how we handle the meaningless tasks in our lives.
Sing Out Loud
I told you this might sound a little unhinged. I am talking about belting it out. Live the lyrics. Say the words. Scream if you have to. Art, and especially music, is an act of resistance. It doesn’t matter if it is joy or anger that engaging with creativity invokes, it allows us to feel. I was recently lucky enough to go see The Outsiders musical, and I connected with it on many levels. First, I’ve taught it for most of my career. You can find my plans and thoughts here and my unit here.