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I just peeked out the window and had a Jack Skellington moment.
There's white things everywhere. And how.
If I were back home, this would be a snow day. No question. I'm harboring some trepidations about stepping out the door, since I'm still sporting a bruise over my entire left patella from last week when I practically danced the opening number of West Side Story trying not to faceplant outside my car.
But, in lieu of a snow day, I get to begin winter intensives! This entails teaching an extra hour-long class through the rest of the month. So...only twenty days, and it means overtime pay, and I'm teaching two different fairy tales. Time to let loose my beef with The Princess and the Pea on unsuspecting second-graders.
...for real, why does being an insanely light sleeper = ZOMGROYALTY?
There's white things everywhere. And how.
If I were back home, this would be a snow day. No question. I'm harboring some trepidations about stepping out the door, since I'm still sporting a bruise over my entire left patella from last week when I practically danced the opening number of West Side Story trying not to faceplant outside my car.
But, in lieu of a snow day, I get to begin winter intensives! This entails teaching an extra hour-long class through the rest of the month. So...only twenty days, and it means overtime pay, and I'm teaching two different fairy tales. Time to let loose my beef with The Princess and the Pea on unsuspecting second-graders.
...for real, why does being an insanely light sleeper = ZOMGROYALTY?
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