Day 26

Guess what my 8th graders are doing in Math tomorrow?

This hasn’t been a bad week, all told– although there was Some Shit going on today that I’m probably going to have to talk about eventually– but, man, there was a palpable loss of enthusiasm from the kids, which you can really see in the last five assignments. Today’s assignment was on paper and I haven’t entered it yet– I think most of them turned it in, but who knows.

Anyway, tomorrow is gonna have to be the first come-to-Jesus meeting of the year. I’m so looking forward to it.

EDIT: Just for the hell of it, I emailed all my parents the above image. Tomorrow’s gonna be a blast.

Too tired to even explain why

… but I’m taking the night off.

I don’t wanna talk about politics

I feel like there needs to be a post here about the general hysteria around all the corners of the internet I frequent about That Man last weekend, and whether he had died or not, but there was a two-hour Thing at Hogwarts this evening, and I just got home from that, and I have lesson planning and some other business to attend to so I can sleep, so … yeah. Instead, have a picture of Jonesy in his new sky bed I installed last weekend.

Whuf

Pitched in with some sports stuff after work, and didn’t get home until 7:30. Ate dinner and since then I’ve been staring. Clearly productive thought is not happening tonight so I’m gonna go to bed early.

Na Ga Ha Pen

I got … maybe four hours of sleep last night, and it wasn’t a good four hours. Today was a good day at work but it ended with a surprisingly comprehensive interview for a supplementary position that I didn’t realize was an interview going in, and I’m *exhausted*. I will be in bed by 8:30 and asleep by 9 tonight, I swear.

On the first 1/90th of the school year

No complaints.

Seriously. I walked into this year with a bad attitude and my kids are swiftly turning me around. Hopefully the era of good feelings lasts at least a couple of weeks.

That said, I’m gonna chill and finish a book tonight, so y’all behave yourselves.

One down, 179 to go

My 23rd first day of school is in the history books. One of the better ones, I think. My 5th hour is probably going to develop into an issue but 5th hour is always an issue for some reason and there were some external reasons they might have been more nuts than usual today that I’m not going to get into.

Actually, hell, I might as well: we changed vendors for our school lunches this year, and to put it charitably there are some kinks to be worked out. Lunch took so long that 5th and 6th hour were about 18 minutes long each. Given the circumstances, the kids being nuts is something I’ll excuse.

But yeah. The switch in my head finally flipped, and I’m looking forward to tomorrow. Hooray!

And now I’m going to sleep.

And we’re backish, 2025 edition

Pictured: a fuzzlewumpywuggins, because they always make everything better.

Tomorrow is the first teacher day back. Morning rah-rah nonsense until 10, then some classroom time, lunch and our first staff meeting. I could do without the rah-rah meeting, but whatever. Tuesday I have training for the new curriculum (as far as I know, we still don’t have textbooks, and we’ve been instructed to bring the teacher manuals that we also don’t have to the meeting) and then four hours of Open House, which is going to make a whole lot of people completely crazy because their rooms are not gonna be done yet. It’ll be a twelve hour day.

Wednesday, as far as I know right now, is entirely in-classroom work. I am wholly certain that I will find plenty to do. Then, presuming the bathrooms are ready, the kids are back Thursday and Friday.

Physically, I’m ready. Emotionally, it’s been a weird weekend. I’ll be fine, I always am, but I’m in full-blown “wasted the whole summer” mode right now and I don’t really want to be there.