It’s not Fraturday!
Let me explain.
I had a week of trainings. Remember? My kids are still on vacation, but the teachers have to pay back Furlough Days that are no longer on the calendar. We have to pay back nine of them.
Nine of them. I don’t remember voting on this. If we had voted on this, I’m almost one hundred percent positive that all of us would have told our district to keep their money, we like nine extra days of vacation, and it’s really not our fault that America’s schools are falling behind the rest of the world’s schools. It is called vacation and we like it.
Anywho . . . we have a lot of flexibility as to when we pay back our days. I already paid back four of them before school started. Yes, I am a do-gooder. A nerd. An overachiever.
I planned on paying back the last five and getting it over with this whole week until this whole week actually appeared on my calendar and in my life and then I decided I couldn’t face a whole week of work. I mean, the rest of the country is having snow days so surely I should sympathize, right?
So I went to two trainings on Monday and Tuesday. I am not going to talk about Monday’s training because my mama always said if you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say anything at all.
Tuesday’s was excellent and all about vocabulary. I have a lot to learn.
And a lot to buy on TpT. Obviously.
Wednesday I stayed home. With a cough.
It couldn’t be helped.
I went to school yesterday to prep for my week. And dig a little into vocabulary.
And then I thought about going in today, but then I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. And you wouldn’t be able to either. I have two other opportunities to pay these days back and they’re far away on the calendar and I’ll deal with them then. And that’s not procrastinating. That’s called Time Management.
So here I am. Ready for a Five for
Fraturday Friday post!