Each year around this time I start praying to the scheduling gods that be. However, over the last few years I am starting to lose my faith that there are any. The reason I worry is that I am the "low man" on the proverbial totem pole. My job gets shifted and I travel to more than one school per day. Take, for instance, this school year. Because of school schedules, I travel to three different buildings a day. Two is nice. Two gives you the chance to stop and get coffee on your way to next place. I kind of like two, but three! Three is hectic. It makes life crazy. There isn't time to feel like you are a part of a school community. There are times when it seems you are an outsider and people don't even know your name. It makes for lonely times in the teacher's lounge.
Oh, boo hoo! I know. I will say that I am happy to be employed and thankful for the great students that I have, but this time of year I am always looking for things to appease the scheduling gods in hopes that they shower me with eager little French students. Now, where's that chocolate reindeer leftover from Christmas? I think that would go nicely on the sacrificial altar...
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