In one of my narratives, spring break began at 4:45 pm yesterday, when the students from my last class packed up their stuff and went on their merry way. I picked up LG and announced we were eating Chinese food for dinner. Afterward, I put her to bed and watched TV in bed. This morning we ate breakfast at home before daycare--pancakes for her, oatmeal for me--and still got to school at a reasonable hour. I came home, did my usual coffee/computer/writing routine. Then abandoned it--it's spring break!--to run an errand, during which I ended up at a bargain bookstore I hadn't noticed before. They had Moleskine notebooks at half price, so I stocked up (then I realized they had lines, but whatever). And then I organized the junk on the front seat of the car and started cleaning my home office. Sun shone in through the windows (and I ignored the fact that they desperately need to be cleaned!).
But then I remembered. How can it possibly be spring break when I still have five meetings and about twenty pieces of student writing to go? Any suggestions on what movie I should watch after The All Day Commitee Extravangza (which is the official beginning of spring break)? I've got The Changeling and How to Lose Friends and Alienate People at the top of my Netflix queue (though my account is currently on hold, like much of the rest of my life).
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