My hubby is a teacher, and as a teacher's wife, I find his job a very difficult one, very challenging and stressful. Not to mention policing a lot of kids, he would be bringing paper work home too and be spending a quarter of his night grading. I would always ask how his day has been, and these are his famous answers: "the kids are terrible today, very hyper," and " I gave a lot of correctives today." I sometimes wish that he is working in different field, but he loves his job and is enjoying it. For him it's his ministry, a calling; and it's good for his brain. Yeah right! But the nice side of his job is that he has two weeks vacation during December, a weeks break at Thanksgiving and another week off in Spring. He is a wonderful teacher, a great hubby and a good daddy to our boys. I can't complain.