Have you ever had one of those weekends that just seems extra long?  Last weekend was a three-day because of Labor Day, but I feel as if this weekend lasted three days.

That’s not such a bad thing, since I have to prepare for tonight:  Back-to-School Night.  I think every teacher, no matter how long they have been teaching, gets butterflies on this night.  I’m not really nervous about meeting the parents.  I am just wondering if I have everything under control, syllabuses typed (yep), room clean (nope), class expectations and rules typed (yep).

Everything will be fine, I know it.  Friday evening I prayed for a long weekend, so I could have time to spend with the family as well as get the work done I needed for tonight.  It must be proof of a higher power when a two-day weekend feels longer than a three-day weekend.

Time to go make some copies.

Until later… “There’s no turning back, now that you opened up to your mind.”