One more month until I take my final look around a ready-for-summer-kind-of-clean classroom.
Four more weeks until I gather my books to bring home.
Three weeks and one day until I say goodbye to our students, wishing them the best of luck in middle school.
Two weeks and three days until our fifth graders graduate. We’ve got to get cracking on their speech.
One week and one day before our school’s celebration of learning, the evening where we’ll be presenting our findings after the 21-day digital detox. I’m about halfway through editing the video.
Three more days until report card grades and comments are due. Grades are mostly in. Comments? 🙃
One more hour until we head to the car and drive to work.
Each day has been a trudge lately.
Some glimmers, but mostly a trudge.
I find myself watching the clock until 3:10 when I can take them downstairs for dismissal. Checking the calendar to see how many more days.
I wish it were different, but this is my reality lately:
One foot in.
One foot out.
Impatiently waiting one more month until both feet can be together, and take me somewhere new.
Writing With Abandon 
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