Yesterday we had a faculty meeting after school and Matt outlined all the things on the calendar between now and the end of the school year.
It felt like getting hit by tiny pellets. Not painful, but the cumulative effect was real.
Then he told us that since we're getting a new HVAC this summer at the school (yay!), we need to take home anything that can't withstand a lot of heat for the no AC summer.
He told us that since we're getting new ceiling tiles in all the rooms, we will have lots and lots of dust and we need to cover everything.
So that is all a bit overwhelming, but then I remembered Mark. I told him I would hire him to come and help me and he said sure.
It is teacher appreciation week and I feel grateful for the efforts being made, but also I feel too tired to be bothered. If we take a selfie of ourselves kissing a plastic frog, we can have 15 minutes in a massage chair.
Not worth it.
Taking a selfie of kissing a frog doesn't sound like something I would do. (The third grade teachers all concur and Miriam, the eternal optimist, said, "Are we scrooges?")
Maybe.
Bah. Humbug.
Alissa said, "Can't they appreciate us without making us do dumb tasks?"
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