I'm so tired.
Yesterday--the first day back--went very well. My two classes at the university seem like they'll be ok. The afternoon class seems a bit more receptive to everything in general, but I'm trying not to make any snap judgments. I told them a bit about the course, we did an icebreaker and then they wrote an introductory essay for the rest of the period. It's weird teaching a 50 minute class. It goes SO fast. I've never taught anything less than an hour and 15 mins at a time, so this is heaven. Tomorrow we go over the syllabus and have our first class discussion. Wish me luck learning all these names.
Today was another long day: got up at 8, got my hair redded from 10:00-12:30 (pics to come), ran home to change, went to the jc for a bit, and then on to the university for my Adolescent Lit class from 4:30-7:10. Now my brain hurts but I need to read The Book Thief for a bit.
Watching: Sex & the City
P.S. The weirdest thing I said today was, "I need to write Elise a check for half the fridge, my desk calendar, and a lobster."
Listening: "New Favorite"...Alison Krauss and Union Station