Summer’s Over

On the last day of summer before I begin to work in my classroom again I got stung five times by the same wasp. Is that like the phrase, “Don’t let the door hit you in the butt on your way out?” So I feel kind of icky and wistful for more non-schedulish (I believe I just coined that term) days. However, life needs balance, and one of them is work/play. So I will turn the alarm in my phone back on, iron the work clothes on the ironing board, cram the last revising of Nellie into this weekend as I do with other writing during the school year, and go back to quick dinners of chicken or fish broiled on the George Foreman with a vege and a carb on the side. I do have a new lunch box and lots of new books and instructional tools to pull out of my bag of tricks for the kids. So it’s the happy/sad of changing seasons for me. If you’re reading this, don’t just say to yourself, “Yeah, I get that.” Say something I can read, and maybe others too. Comments are welcome!

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