
Witness my latest addition to my classroom, a “boneless loveseat,” that shipped compressed into a very tiny rectangular solid and expanded rapidly into that once I took it out of the packaging. It can supposedly support 600 pounds of humanity; I can say that when I sat on it the back did not feel especially comfortable but the seat held me up just fine and I didn’t have trouble getting out of it. I’m considering a matching chair to go with it. Supposedly this thing needs 48 hours in order to completely decompress and it was almost unsettling to look at it after the first batch of expansion was done; the damn thing always looked like it was moving, but in this weirdly imperceptible way. I’m going to take another picture of it tomorrow from as close to the same angle as I can and see if it looks bigger.
This is, as you all well know, my greatest hypocrisy; I genuinely think that teachers should not spend money on their classrooms and yet I lavish hundreds of dollars on mine for fun new shit every year even before we get to the school supplies. Remember, I already bought myself a new Goddamn desk chair. That loveseat was pretty cheap as such things go, but still.
(Donated supplies have begun arriving, by the way; my deepest thanks to those of you who have contributed. The link is here if you haven’t yet and want to; if you don’t, that’s absolutely fine.)
In accordance with prophecy, our new textbooks have not arrived yet; at this point I’m fully expecting to not see them before October. I hope I’m wrong. We should’ve had the damned things before school let out so that we could familiarize ourselves with them over the summer. I wouldn’t have done it, mind you, but at least I’d have spent the summer feeling guilty like I should have and not waiting for the opportunity to feel guilty.
Anyway, I got my desk beaten into shape; tomorrow we’ll look at starting to get things up on the walls. I also got a bunch of clothes shopping done today, so I can stop stressing about that for a while. Whee!
Also, here’s what the loveseat looked like before I opened it up. Note the bankers’ box next to it, for scale.

And I’m putting this at the bottom because I’m hoping no one notices it. I’m also considering this, because I’m an idiot:

I’m not even sure where I would put it. I’m running out of floor and wall space at this point.
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I now feel slightly better (?) … in good company (?) concerning yesterday’s and today’s episode of “access to adult money and no self control.”
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Oh, come on, don’t leave us hanging, what did you buy? 🙂
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Just books and blank journals … and then more books and more blank journals. Yesterday I wasn’t all that concerned about self-control. Today was supposed to be ONE BOOK, possibly two. I had a purpose. But then the blank journal selection in the sale section was too much fun. And a third book.
A while ago I kickstarted a project called the Qwerkywriter keyboard. It’s a Bluetooth keyboard which looks like an old fashioned typewriter. That was definitely a no self control spend. It arrived over the weekend. It’s pretty cool.
I also learned that I can reserve a local-ish bookstore all to myself after it closes for the day for $50, and that $50 turns into store credit if I buy books while I am there. How bad for my bank account and non-existent shelf space is that idea?
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