Thank you, Vanessa!

It's perfect!

Copy, Sort, Staple, Repeat

Yesterday, my desk was surrounded with kids wanting me to look at their art, asking me about late papers, and requesting seating changes. One little girl came up and yelled, "I stink!" to which I replied, "Well, take a shower when you get home!" to which she replied, "NO, my grades! My progress report stinks!"

Here is a glimpse of my desk. Nothing really interesting, but I was super excited to have all those sticky notes everywhere. Made me feel like a bonafide teacher.

Moments later, I felt like a bonafide rookie when I printed 120 papers that should have been collated into sets of five. I ended up collating two of the pages. So I had to sort the stack and collate by hand. I spend half my time redoing stuff that I screwed up the first time I did it.

It's all good though. Now I know how men feel.

(And now we'll find out if Nick reads my blog...)