Changes

As the school year nears the end (5 1/2 days), I realize once again how much I dislike change.  A dear friend is retiring. Another coworker  is transferring across district.  Still another has a second interview at a distant school and another may be taking a transfer.
Our staff of eleven regular ed teachers may be saying goodbye to four teachers.
I'm sad.  I'm going to miss their support.  They are so knowledgeable, and fun.
I don't like change!

Lost and Found

Our PTO had shirts made for us during Teacher Appreciation Week.  Everyone got a shirt, in their favorite color.  Mine is fire engine red.  The cute design has a Superman shield and reads I Teach.  What’s Your Superpower?  Always willing to do anything that requires jeans, we all agreed to wear our shirts tomorrow. 

My husband and I left last Monday on a business trip to Hawaii.  I knew I’d done all the laundry before we left, but as I looked for my shirt tonight it was nowhere to be found.  I hang all my cotton shirts to dry, so my first search was in my closet.  The search widened as it remained missing. 

We traveled all day yesterday.  I want to go to bed!  But that blasted shirt is missing.  I gathered up the dirty clothes from our suitcases.  Before I started the washing machine I hopefully checked the laundry room, still no shirt.  As I started my first load of laundry I resumed my search where I’d begun, in my closet.  Moving hangers I realized my bright red shirt was there all along, but I’d washed it inside out and it hung there in front of me.

I’ll happily wear my shirt and jeans tomorrow.  The rest of the laundry can wait until tomorrow.  Or maybe this weekend.