Tomorrow is the big day. I've got my lunch packed, my school bag ready by the door, and my "first day of school" outfit laid out. Ahh...back to the routine.
I'm surprisingly not upset about going back. Last year at this time, I was fairly certain that it was my last "first day". Now, a year of life, work, and yoga later, I'm more willing to go with the flow. It may be my last first day--maybe not.
Whatever happens, I'm committed to my list. Going to bed early tonight on freshly laundered sheets, a good night's sleep, then tomorrow I tackle the youth of America one mind at a time.
Wish me luck. :-)