Well, it's day two of 'workshop week'. I went to my second school to find out that I have a whole classroom to work in (read: and freak out about decorating). Usually, I get some corner room or some room that smells like moth balls or something that no one else has any use for. This room has windows. It's my 5th year in Special Ed, and my first year with windows in both my schools. That's gonna be awesome.
The longer I sit here at the computer, the more stuff I think of to do. I don't want to do any of it. I just want to sleep. It took me almost an hour to get home from work today. As if getting up so darn early and then mentally and physically trying to prepare a classroom and make a schedule isn't enough. So I think I am going to slack and let my face age 7 days by not taking off my makeup and just take out my contacts and brush my teeth and crash on the couch. (Side note (as asked of me years ago by Amanda): If wearing your makeup overnight ages your face 7 days, what does wearing it all day do?)
Lastly, I got an email from an old coworker, and if anyone from my old job reads this, I would like Colleen's email address. Of all the special ed people, she's the only one that I don't have an address for.
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