I know that there are those out there who would swear that they would love to be a teacher because we get soooo many days off. Truly I think they would be best advised to walk in my shoes.
The classroom is all packed up. I'm going to miss my old school but hope the new "old" school we are moving to will be just as wonderful. I've fought for a washer and dryer and hot water and hope and pray that both will be there when we go back in July to unpack. I don't think we could survive without either since we are constantly changing diapers and washing soiled clothing. Some things are out of your control and there truly is no need to stress over them at this point in the game.
It was really funny leaving the building on the last day of school this year. Closing the door on one chapter and waiting for what the next chapter will hold. My trusty assistant and I could not resist the temptation to sing, "Happy Trails," as we left for the final time. My other assistant thought we had gone totally bonkers but it felt good to bid our old building a fond farewell. Now, to come up with a new song for a new beginning in August.
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