We had this perfect plan, where I was going to shine in the marathon weeks of methodically packing and moving, and he was going to be stellar in the end sprint. Because that’s how we roll. Except we didn’t factor in him coming down hard with influenza just about the time I was getting ready…
Beautiful day yesterday. Students hardworking, skies clear, temperature 74 degrees. And then one check-engine light, one large medical bill in the mail, and one lawn mower blowing smoke and dripping black. Cue: deflation. I stopped to recognize that inside me is a central hope that life will get more pleasant and not more difficult. Hope…
It’s freezing out here. I’m sitting in my car, in front of the high school, with some time to kill before I accompany the next round of vocalists for festival practice. Cars are driving by covered in a few inches of white, and I can see the snow clouds pressing down on the mountains to…
I’m tempted to give you my husband’s cell phone number, so you can verify that I am not lying when I tell you that every morning and night of my first year of teaching I said, and I quote, “I cannot do this.” Yesterday, after I covered the computer monitor with an old, pink pillowcase…
There is a window in the door of my classroom, and I’m going to have you look through it to watch my class over this last month. We have been doing one thing. Verb conjugations. Day after day after day the same thing, in preparation for their final exam. First the students had to be…
If a blog post could somehow be a steaming latte in your favorite flavor (coconut milk for my friend who can’t have dairy), I would surprise you at work with 16 ounces today, along with a high-calorie glazed doughnut and a long hug. Because it seems like most everybody in my little circle is having…
Lots of talk among my people lately, about tasks we have to do that seem impossible. Like my daughter who is working through senior-level accounting classes. And my mom who temporarily has to fill another role at work, on top of her normal job duties. And my husband who listed off to me weeks of…
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