Last Morning to Mill

I do not sleep in, never have. I am up, just like my mom, earlier than most. And that is ok. However, there is a difference when I get up at 6:45ish on a summer morning and can mill around in my pjs with a good book and when I have to get up during the school year and immediately have to start getting ready for work. Why? I dont know, but to me, it is a huge difference. Today marks the last day of waking up and milling around for the summer... tomorrow is officially back to work. It will be my second year at Ivy Creek, and my 7th year teaching in Gwinnett.

I am going to enjoy this day as much as I can, although I would be lying if I didn't say that I am looking forward to seeing the girls I work with and getting my room "perfect". I like that. Preplanning has always been fun to me, despite the showering immediately part of the day. I will meet my new class on Thursday as they file in for Registration and Open House that morning.

Weirdest thing? These kids were born AFTER 9/11. They have only heard stories or seen books, but did not live through it. Kind of makes me feel old. Kind of. ;)