Starting a new job is exhausting. Starting a new job the week your husband goes out of town is even more exhausting. Starting a new job the week your 13 month old decides to stop sleeping past 5 am is just plain stupid.
But hey, I don't teach Fridays so my week is over, and I seem to have survived.
Worst moment: Agreeing to help field English questions at study hall only to arrive and find that I was the only "adult" in the room. Attempting to corral 35+ rowdy middle school students who neither know nor respect you and just want to leave to go watch the Yankees game is just plain miserable.
Best moment: Having a severely learning disabled kid thank me for helping him with an assignment and asking me when I would come back and help him again.
Most mortifying moment: Leaving a folder filled with all sorts of confidential teacher-y stuff in a public place and not being able to find it for 15 very long minutes.
Most completely predictable moment: Realizing I needed to pee at the beginning of a 90 minute class and not having a key to the teachers' bathroom, knowing where the bathroom was, or having an opportunity to ask these questions of the other adult in the room.