Hand Wringing

Little things say a lot

I can’t find my keys. I’ll think of the word in a minute. Somebody stole my glasses. Again.

September 1st is a banner day on my calendar.  School begins on the 7th, the clock is ticking–and as ususal, my neglected classroom is a disaster.  So is my mental state.  And it looks as if order from chaos will be long in coming.  It took me three hours — two trips to the same two stores — to track down the correct sort of label, learn how to format the student names, and print. Three hours?

Doesn’t. Look. Good.

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