Why I teach

I am a little OCD. Just a little.

I check transcripts of seniors whenever I can, knowing the counselors do as well. Last week I determined a boy should have graduated this year but somehow they missed it. This year I did not have time to do it, well, in time. But it is the results (diploma) that matters.

Daymare

I nodded off after breakfast. (Why the dog and cat think the day still starts at 5 am is beyond me. It's summer, kids!) and woke in mid daymare: I am taking a left turn in my car and another car is barrelling straight ahead and right at me!

Wonder what I am afraid of.

I have spent the last month mostly not thinking (cleaning house, sleeping, reading) to free my brain for planning the next year.

Hmmm.