Y'all we must have been really tired last night. We did have school...I have a hilarious e-mail to share at the end of this post that a friend emailed to me at school yesterday. It is completely true. If you are a teacher you will laugh so hard!
Anyway, I stayed at school late getting ready for the week, and then went to Publix to buy all of our groceries. We made fajitas for supper, watched the end of the Bachelor, and woke up this morning to every light on in the house, work clothes still on...how boring is that? I don't remember falling asleep and neither does Matt. Even our under cabinet lighting was on! Oh well, we feel rested today and have a lot on our agenda!
Happy Weekend!
Here's the e-mail!...
7 Stages of Snow for TeachersStage One: What?....Possibility of Snow?....Really!
The initial rumor of snow ignites a momentary glee that cannot be contained within the soul of a teacher. Much like the feeling you get when you win a raffle, you are excited and can't believe that it could actually happen to you. You smile, skip around, and begin thinking of what chores and sleep and errands you will catch up on if you are so lucky.
Stage Two: The Decline
In stage two the educator, still excited about the possibility, thinks back on all the times forecasters in Georgia have been wrong. This begins to make him or her ask more questions about the report. How much are they calling for? What's the anticipated high and low temperature? How warm will the ground be? This is immediately followed by the checking of various long range weather reports on-line and speaking with other teachers to see, "What have you heard?"
Stage Three: The Professional Emerges
Somewhere after stage two, reality sets in, and the old school marm that lives in the depths of every teacher begins to show her face. The fact that they have a very serious job to do comes to mind, and they are reminded that there are state tests quickly approaching for which their students are not yet ready. It is during this stage that teachers lie to their co-workers and families and tell them that it would be better if they had school. This way they won't fall behind schedule or have to redo plans. Please note that this is purely a self-preservation stage just in case school is not cancelled.
Stage Four: Excitement sneaks back in.
It could not be suppressed for long. You are now closer to the anticipated wintry mix, and the forecast still looks promising.
Stage Five: Anger
This is a very common stage. Once again the enthusiasm has been snuffed out and replaced with the thoughts that there is no way we're getting out of school. You are then reminded of the 10 built-in snow days that we don't get paid for and lose if we don't take them. You begin to get angry at the transportation director for being willing to risk the safety of our students, the school board for not being willing to compensate us for unused snow days, and that blankety-blank weatherman for getting our hopes up to begin with. I am warning you to stay clear of any educator you may believe is in this stage.
Stage Six: Cautious Optimism
You are preparing for bed the night before what could be a day off. To the common observer everything looks normal. Lunches have been packed, clothes laid out, and alarms set. You avoid discussing it with your spouse, and you tell your children to go to bed at their normal time. Everyone knows that the slightest bit of hope could jinx the whole thing and you will wake up to sunny skies with a high well above freezing. You slip in your bed say a last silent prayer. Being prepared for the worst, you very quietly to yourself hope for the best.
Stage Seven: Uncontrollable Disappointment along with slight Freaking out!
You spring from your bed and race to the T.V. You find the first local news channel then you click on WALB 10 and see that it is actually 36 degrees outside and you then realize you slept till 7:00 in hopes of the long-awaited DCBOE phone call…..now you are freaking out because there is NO WAY you can get everyone up and out in time to report for duty at 7:30! Then you make it to school screeching in the parking lot run inside. About 11:00 the sun starts shining and you realize that once again The Weather Channel got your hopes up just to be dashed yet again. The real irony is that “duh, we live in South Georgia” so why do we cause ourselves this emotional turmoil in the first place!
