I seriously don't know why, after all these years of teaching, I still arrive at school way before most of the rest of the building. I think I feel like I need to "plan" (interpretation: sit in front of my computer). If I get to school only 15 minutes before the bell, which is what we are required to do by contract, I get a bit panicky. OK, I'm here, now what? Last night we had our first of two nights of Parent Teacher Conferences, and I'm a bit pooped. Can anyone say, "Week-end?"
I've got to stop this rambling, but before I go, I'd like to wish everyone "good health" and please take care of yourselves. Forget this whole H1N1 flu thing. Drink a lot of water, get plenty of sleep (yeah, like I do), and take care of your loved ones.
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