The mother in Childhood by Thornton Wilder says "No one told me when I got married that children are half crazy." Well, no one told me that either. When I started teaching, that is. The kids drove me absolutley nuts today. NUTS. I could barely contain my sarcasm. Seriously, I can only hold it back so much, can only be tempted so many times by utterly insane questions before it needs to get unleashed all over some poor unsuspecting schlep.
And then I got an email from Rob, one of my writing teachers for my classes that start this week. He sent it to both me and Jodi and wants us to bring in stories this week to hand out for next week. Like someone lit a match suddenly I got jazzed about writing again. I swear I need to be in a class in order to actually write something. My fingers feel differently on the keyboard now than they did this morning, and I can't wait to get back to my stories.