For every teacher the night before the first day of school must feel like New Year's Eve.
I'm feeling remarkably relaxed.
I went to yoga at noon.
Had a tasty lunch of leftover duck confit.
Watched a couple of Harry Potter movies (Mr JB read the entire series this summer!).
And now that I'm ready for the morning I'm feeling a bit of denial that my two glorious months off are done.
I don't know what to expect this year. I know that it won't be as wonderful as my class last year. I know that I have challenges with parents and a couple of kids.
I'm one sleep away from starting my eleventh in a classroom.
Amazing. Just amazing.
p.s. Thank you so much for all of your prayers for my kitty cat. My crazy mother is going to call the vet in a couple of weeks to have her assessed. I reminded her that putting her down may not be the option that we're given, and she seemed to listen, but I never know with her.
p.p.s. The above photo was taken on my way home from my yoga studio. There's a school bus depot close by and all the busses seemed to be parked on the street!
