I'm coming in under the wire tonight. You see, where I live, it's the last night of Spring Break.
I know, I know. Technically, Sunday night is really the last night, but for a teacher's purposes, Saturday night is it. Done.
Tomorrow, I have to finish all the last minute "to-do" items from break that have gotten pushed to the bottom of the list for the last week (because they're my least favorite...).
Tomorrow night I have to go to bed with an alarm in mind. I have to get my clothes ready for Monday morning, fix a lunch, drive to work in the dark...
Well, the truth is, you don't miss something that wasn't wonderful, right? And this week's been pretty wonderful. I slept in. I ate out. I shopped. I played with my puppy. I hung out with family. I relaxed and took a break.
It was pretty great, actually. Would I do another week of it? You betcha.
Am I dreading Monday because I hate my job? No way. There's a big difference, you know. I'm not looking forward to all the "stuff" that comes with making it to school on time, dressed, and ready to go...but, I am looking forward to all those smiling, excited faces. I'm excited to see all my teacher friends. Monday's going to be fun!
But, tonight, I'm a little nostalgic. I might stay up a little later just because I can. It's one of those nights I'll probably fall asleep with the book landing on my face because I pushed just a little farther than my brain could stay awake.
But, why not? It is the last night of Spring Break, people!