after all, it’s me that’s whacked, not her, she’s a normal person.  i, on the other hand, argh!  i am doing entirely to much, i’ve decided.  i keep getting ideas and ideas and doing something or buying something for them and then there they are, just stitting there waiting for me to do them. speakers for the iPod so i can have music in the portable classroom! decorations for the art cart in the other!  i need a flexibile leather binder thingy for my rollsheets and planner!  write the lesson plans!  a notebook to write down the questions in, what should i call those questions, anyway?  do the art camp today!

well, two (2) kids came today.  that’s all.  stupid.  and whatever happened to my policy of not taking work home, anyway?  i always said i would stay late, but not take work home, and then i forgot.  i am taking on to much and that’s the way.  so i looked at my pile o’ stuff i brought home and i’m not gonna do any of it, i’ll wait and start on it tomorrow during my planning time.  and then maybe after school, too.  but tonight?  i’m gonna turn the foot on my stocking.  right about now, as a mater of fact!

(okay, so she’s not really a normal person...)