So, back to the real world where people get up before 9:30am, bathe, and go out into the work force. I do love my treasured three weeks with AJ, but they always come to a shattering holt...and I move back into my classroom. Literally, I MOVE back into my classroom. I HATE MOVING, and yet here I am in a job where I pack up and move every nine weeks...and then unpack it three weeks later. I do love my job, it's just hard to go back to working after three weeks of doing whatever I want to in full neglect of my personal hygiene.
AJ looked at me like I was crazy when I woke him up at 6:30 this morning...then he stumbled out of bed and fell over like a drunk sailor...little did he know I nearly killed his father when he woke up an hour earlier as I suffered similar disorientation.
And now I leave you with a nasty Skype bug that fluttered by tonight. Love ya!
2 comments:
That's a nasty bug. Swat! Swat!
What is the schedule for school there?
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