My workweek is only half over and I’m already exhausted. I haven’t made many plans for the weekend yet, save for meeting a few friends Sunday morning. One thing I need to remember to do is buy a thank you treat for the staff at my school. It’s too hot for chocolate, so maybe some sort of light cookie?
So, I am officially thirty years old. I don’t feel much different, to be honest.
So, the schools started up again today. While waiting for the bus, I realized just how damn unfun the morning commute is, when people are actually out and about. I had honestly forgotten.
My students are going to be in for a surprise when they realize that I won’t be coming back this year. I’ve managed to keep things hush hush until now (even after bumping into a few of the kids over break) but they’ll likely realized by the end of today. I’ll miss them but this current job is just too good to go back.