Yep, as the title states, I had a bad day. It was the kind of day where you just want to roll up in a big ole’ ball and die. I say it was a bad day because it just seemed like I couldn’t do anything right. Today was my writing coach’s visit. I thought she remembered our time was 10:30. I was waiting for her, but she didn’t come until I was teaching Math. At that point she was just in the way. I felt like I was stumbling all over the place. It could have been my imagination, but I don’t think so. Tomorrow is Thursday and the day after that is Friday. Watch out weekend, here I come!
Posted on March 23, 2011 by Special Ed.