On Tuesday I’m meeting the new afternoon teacher for the first time; it’s also going to be my first time back at school all summer. We’re going to take a look at the room and do some planning, and then go out to lunch. I’m a little nervous — both about meeting her, and about setting foot in that school. When I do, it means summer is almost over, and I have to go back to my other self.
I don’t think I’m ready.