Today was one of those days I'm happy to have lived only once. It started out rocky: just as I was getting ready to leave, my stomach knotted & I had to run for the facilities. By the time I was ready to leave the house, I was quite late...so I asked the Boy to put on clothes and drive me to school. This kicked off an argument and I was pretty miserable by the time I got to school. I felt nicely sorry for myself right up until I opened my bag and found...
Nothing.
I had forgotten to pack my lesson plans. I was teaching four classes before lunch.
fuuuuuuuuuck.
Good thing SuperTeacher thought it was funny. I ran home while she looked after homeroom. Take Aunt Amoret's advice - if there's a way you can avoid climbing a steep hill when you're panicked & exhausted, that is certainly the route you should take. By the time I got to first class, I felt like I had been stepped on. I taught the four classes, kept the last class in for ten extra minutes for wasting time, and then supervised a test. I had ten minutes to eat my lunch, but oh I was ecstatic for getting through it all.
* * *
2 years ago today: perfect day
