Tuesday morning. 6:55 a.m.
I have already dropped Rooney with my friend, Terry, who will take him to training class at 10.
I pull into the school parking lot and grab my teacher bag out of the back of the car, then walk briskly toward the back door. I only have about 15 minutes before my first meeting, but if I plan well, I can do at least three errands on my way to my classroom.
I get to the auditorium door and grab for my key card.
And that's when I realize I have left my key card hanging on the bathroom door at my house ten miles away.
I turn around to see if there is anyone else pulling up, who might perhaps let me walk in with them.
I try texting the teacher I will be meeting with.
Are you already in the building
I text another teacher whose classroom is close to an outer exit.
I'll be right there, she replies.
Phew. I walk the half a city block down to her classroom
Ten minutes later, my carefully planned schedule in ruins, I am in the building.
Now all I have to do is find someone with a master key, to let me into my classroom.
Nothing like getting off to a good start.
Oh no! This is like a short version of when I think I'm going to get a lot done during my plan period and several random issues come up instead! I can't imagine a building that's as big as half a city block! What a stressful way to start the day!
UGH - one bump in the smooth routine and you're walking wayyyyy too far to a door. :(
Oh no! I decided early this year (after the day I left my key card at home) that it would live permanently in the glove box in my car. Now if I accidentally end up with it in the house, I make myself take it right back outside where it belongs. Hopefully the rest of the day went smoothly!
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