If anything exciting happened today I didn’t notice it. Of the 125 fifth grade students who passed through my class today, not one said anything worth noting. Blah weather. Blah day. Blah kids.
Exhausted teacher. I am going to try to get some sleep tonight. Last night I had very strange dreams which included me picking up tractor trailers (18 wheelers) single-handedly to clear traffic. Not that I’m feeling particularly stressed about anything — like the 125 ungraded poems on my desk. Well, only 75. I did get 50 done today before my brain melted.
Maybe tomorrow I will be entertaining. Pft.