You Might Be a Loser If...

With the husband gone for the weekend, it seemed to be a great time to spend a few extra hours at school playing catch up- or CLEAN UP more like it. So I did. After getting our THIRD changed schedule for the school year, my student teacher and I mapped out what next week would look like, completely rearranged the students' desks, and then she took off for a packed weekend with her boyfriend's Nebraska fan family coming over to their place for the big game this weekend. I looked around the room and wondered where on earth I should start. Books. A child's education begins with the power of words, so to my classroom library I went. I sorted, reorganized, and separated at least 300 books. So there I knelt, on the carpet with my shoes off... avoiding what I call the "poop stain" which is actually the mark on my carpet left from a spilled root beer float that a parent brought in for her daughter's birthday. It took 8 years before I got a noticeable stain on my carpet, and for that, I am quite proud. However, I'm a bit disappointed in myself for forgetting on a daily basis to bring my carpet cleaner to school to take care of it... I HAVE to do it before Open House, or my parents might change their opinion of me.

Needing a break from "book" work, I went to my desk which was piled high with papers and things that needed to be sorted. Once I could see the top of my desk, I moved to the kidney table which was also piled with more paperwork. When the kidney table was done, I crossed the room to my rectangular table - you guessed it - that was also piled with paperwork and clutter that needed to be organized. When that was done, I looked at my three broken electronic pencil sharpeners that have no "home" and thought, UGH. These need to go. But I can't throw them away. Maybe they'll still work. Even though they didn't work last year, perhaps they've miraculously revived themselves and are ready to sharpen pencils once again. I put them in my take-home bag. Seeing them in my bag encouraged me to bring some unsharpened pencils home with me. I've got to make sure these sharpeners don't work somehow- I might as well take 100 pencils home to try- right? (Are you starting to understand what kind of person I am?)

As 9:40 PM rolled around, I realized, I needed to go. Not that I was done with my work, but truly, our custodian was probably ready to stop worrying about a teacher wandering around the building, and honestly maybe even hoping I'd just leave so she could be done for the night- who knows. I grabbed my backpack (Jansport that has lasted me since High School), my take-home bag, and a bag of library books that needed to be returned; said good night to Turtle and my fish, making sure their weekend feeders were ready to go; and locked up my room thinking, "I'm glad the building will be open on Sunday so I can finish getting ready for next week."

OMW- What is my problem? AND Thanks to my 14+ hour day, I've delayed my "return to eating healthy" diet and instead enjoyed a multi-cheese, grilled cheese sandwich for the first time in years. I guess I'll start fresh tomorrow. Now for this week's episode of Project Runway...

Happy Friday Night!