AuburnChick's Adventures

I should have known better than to write a post about how great my guided reading stations were going.

Oh, how the proud are humbled.  I think that’s in the Bible somewhere…maybe even a few times, eh?

Though I’d worn my sassy, pink-sparkly shoes, I was about to be dethroned as the queen of my big-headed queendom…

It all started with a day symbolized by the following…

Oh, how the kids were C-R-A-Z-Y…all of that sugar, both in the sweets that were being given out and the kisses they were getting from each other in the hallways.

Oh, the joys of teaching high school.

Alas, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday were challenging.

Added to the hormonal fluctuations that I daily deal with was my lack of sleep, precipitated by my overachieving self and the desire to talk to Rooster.  We rarely see each other these days because I’m putting in such long hours and he’s doing his 17-year old thing and staying busy.  We spend the latter part of the evenings watching our favorite television shows and just catching up with each other.

I’m going to miss him when he leaves for college in August, so I’ll deprive myself of sleep now while the gettin’s good.

Anyhoo…I’ve digressed.

By Thursday, I was wiped out and could barely stand up straight by fourth period.

Thank goodness for the wonderful girls in that class who arrived eager to reset my room by putting everyone’s folders on their desks.

Still, I was tired.

Fortunately, my conference for that afternoon had gotten rescheduled, and…it…was…PAYDAY!!

I knew what I needed…

Pampering.

I headed over to my new favorite nail salon and selected a bright, fun color.

The gal mentioned that it looked like Mardi Gras.  Hmmm…I had no idea.  I decided to play up the theme and asked her to paint a design for me.  Here’s what it looked like when she was done…

And a closeup…

Cute, eh?

Well, I loved the color of the polish so much, and those pedicure chairs were looking might comfortable, so I indulged a bit more..made a spur-of-the-moment decision…and climbed in…ready to receive the royal treatment…

Oh, how I love this salon.  I got to pick from four or five different treatments.  I was even allowed to select the scrub and mask aromas they used.

It.

Was.

Heaven.

As I relaxed, I found myself able to read through an author’s purpose test my friend Barb had put together for my classes.  I needed to make an answer key.

I know, I know…still working, but it was so much easier in my relaxed state of mind.

Before I knew it, I was doing the flip flap waddle out the door…

Here’s a closeup of the pretty art the gal drew on my toes…just because I know how much you must LOVE pictures of my Fred Flintstone toes…

It was a little easier to get out of bed the next day (yesterday, Friday).  I was looking forward to donning a purple sweater to match my pretty nails.  I even wore high heels to show off my fancy feet…

I admired my nails as I arrived at work…

I was feeling sassy…ready to face my students…ready to hear their brains sizzle as they completed the two tests (cause I’m mean like that) that I’d prepared for them.

Ultimately, I’ve learned yet another lesson.

Wait until the school year is over to brag about how well things went.  It’s as if you jinx yourself if you’re not careful about the timing.

Of course, it does make for a good “excuse” to do something nice for yourself.

Hmmm…

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