But almost. I’m averaging 5 hours of sleep per night. It’s 6:33 Pacific time, and I’m debating whether to eat dinner first or just go straight to bed. First year of teaching? Is HARD. Because, you know, these kids show up. Every day. And they expect you to have stuff for them to DO. Like EVERY DAY. And maybe, at the end of the year, they should remember some things about integers and fractions and like terms and the distributive property. But mostly, they’ll remember that you gave out Jolly Ranchers if they caught you making a mistake on the board, and that the first day of school you told them the only gum they were allowed to chew was the gum they found already stuck under their desks.
But, I do wear clothes. Every day. And I’ve found some really cute ones recently. Like exactly the white shirt I’ve been looking for - the sleeve length is perfect, especially layered with this, which I own in 3 colors (the kelly green is a favorite). And like this, in both black and grey. I wore the grey one with a light blue button down shirt tucked into the waist, which prompted all my students to ask me why I was so dressed up.
One day, I also wore my hair au naturale (read “CURLY”) which prompted one of my students to ask “What happened to your hair?”
Ah, 8th graders.
Photos of the things I mentioned are below. I’m off to bed, grateful that tomorrow is polo-and-jeans day, because I think all of my other teacher clothes have to be either washed or ironed, and that is simply not happening on a morning when I get up at 2:30 to grade papers. (Yes, for reals.)


















