One. More. Day.

Today is my last day of Junior High. I have spent ten weeks waking up at 5:30 AM and teaching/managing/wrangling 14-15 year-old ninth graders.

I feel a combination of relieved and anxious? Weird, isn't it. I get a few days off and then I have to start really applying for jobs in an economy that sounds like a drowning victim. Joy.

I think I might try to make it out of the house and see a movie this weekend, I think ending student teaching should free up enough brain space to make that fun.

Oh, and I'm turning 29 next week. I can't wait for the cake.