MIke and I ordered wine to be delivered when honeymooning in Napa, and the winery was holding on to our order until we got settled in our new place. I just got an email saying that not only have they shipped our order, but they threw in two extra bottles “for your move and patience.” Um, hello, fantastic customer service.
I always marvel at the humans’ ability to keep going. They always manage to stagger on even with tears streaming down their faces.— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via feellng)
Well, now I know I can’t wear flowy cardigans this year.— Me (as one of my kiddies wipes her nose on my sweater for the second time as we are walking in the hallway)
So much dizzy.
It’s all fun and games till you tell a student she can’t take her balloon animal out of her backpack.
In the last 10 minutes of the day:
You see a kid break his clip chart clothespin on purpose, and you realize he has probably broken it intentionally several times, and he lies about it, and then (as you are giving are-you-kidding-me eyes to that kid) a student throws up without making any effort to move from her carpet spot, and she has a meltdown when she is told she is going to be picked up instead of riding the bus, and the secretary tries to walk her to the office, and she runs, and you have the secretary watch your class so you can get her to the office, and then you return to your class, and you take your kids to the bus, and you leave school the moment your contract day is up because really? Really?