Yesterday was the last day with kids. We have one more day of workshop. I think I can. For the third year in a row, I have packed up my entire G-D classroom.
Despite my poor time management over the last weeks, finding a girl who turned in the term's two papers on Wednesday had copied another student's paper, and having a rude mother decide that her child needed an extension to raise the child's grade from a B, I did not cry today. However, after a near meltdown with my friend-friend, I did jump into something that will be a huge departure for me if it works out. Such a huge departure, in fact, that I can't tell you what it is because then my sneaky-sneak anonymity would be totally blown.
I got my grades done, but didn't get checked out today. I'm trying to get someone to help me pick up my boxes this weekend.
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