A hell of a day

I met my 9th and 10th grade classes.

Need I say more? Actually, I met more than that, since we're looking for a sub for a teacher on maternity leave, and somehow, I have the kiddies, plus mine, at the same time.

It was especially depressing, since I knew I'd be missing a wedding. There's a limit to the classes I can miss. Remember that last week I missed the first two days of work, and yesterday I refused to teach, because 3 days are enough. So I couldn't ask to leave early.

And the good news...
The traveling went OK. I didn't waste all that much time going in, and I had a ride from another teacher all the way to the door, even though it took him out of my way.

Good night.