dragging my feet

even though school is officially over, i am still doin' tha skoo thang by attending a week's worth of professional development. it sounds much fancier than it actually is, but so far, i've had one day of heinous, bitchiness-inducing house meetings (a la do we include "no cameras" in our house policies? what about hats? do we crack down on gum? who gives a crap about any of this? certainly not the extremely mature eye-rolling teacher in the corner with her arms crossed who refuses to vote or participate.), and 2 days of a training seminar on differentiation. that's just teacherese for learning how to make your curriculum work for students of all learning abilities -- it's pretty freaking hard to do. ask me about how i still have no idea what i'm doing.

what's left? one more day of our differentiation seminar (which has been cool because we're collaborating with two other reform schools, but is also bad, because i feel more than a sub-par history teacher at all the kickass curriculum they write and implement that leaves me to wonder why i suck as an edumacator) and one more day of heinous meetings. and then ...

i'm out. kaput. no more school doing until august 1. i mean it. hold me to it.

this week is also dragging on, not just because it feels like this school year won't die, but also because my team is not yet home for the summer. he's slogging through the last two papers for the quarter (you can do it honey!) but it just seems like forever since i've seen him, though the non-drama queen inside pertly informs me that it's only been two weeks. i'm such a loser.

all this being said ... evelyn IS home and i am thoroughly enjoying her company and the fact that she has a key to our house, which means i plan to see her often. we shall celebrate her return on saturday, at which time i shall be enjoying nursing a fresh beer, chatting it up with my girl, and waiting for my team to waltz through my front door.