Back to work. As usual, I find it physically and psychologically impossible to fall asleep before 11:00 p.m., but must get up at 6:15 a.m. no matter when I fell asleep the night before, so am running on 6 or 7 hours of sleep again. I'm tired all the time, but not drag my feet at work kind of tired, just sort of sleepy. Especially once I get home. But of course, utterly wide awake after 9 p.m.
Because we had Monday off and Friday is Grandparents' Visiting Day, it's a light week. Today I had the kids painting dinosaurs and writing a few lines on "what I did over spring break." (Yes, the boring essays start early.) For math, I had them do a sheet of subtraction problems that color-code to a dinosaur picture. And naturally we read Junie B. Jones, which I consider terrific, witty EC lit.
Mr. C, the room's original and beloved teacher, returns April 1. It's going to be kind of sad for me, but the kids will be happy to see him. Also, we are going to the zoo that day. Craziness.
You know, I am extremely lucky to have such a wonderful job. It's much less conducive to blogging than a job with a lot to complain about, though.