When you fall asleep in the MIDDLE of writing your lesson plans and you wake up 40 minutes later with a GIGANTIC red imprint from your fists on your cheek and your glasses have fallen off.
I say it is time for spring break. My body is shot!
And yet, somehow I think I agreed to working a mid-shift at work the two days before I go away. Oy vey. Mas dinero para me.
I need to go sleep. I am not even sure what my lesson plan entails anymore and I am spent. The rest of the seating charts will have to wait until tomorrow.