Monday Knows Tuesday

And it seems they talk.  Monday wasn't really done with me.  It needed to be on its way for the week, but it had its friend and neighbor step up to make sure I wasn't feeling all safe or anything.

Monday is very powerful.  A regular Godfather-type.  Don't mess with Monday.  

But, as I have so often done in the past, I am determined to find the happy side of things.  Like how that ill-conceived chair tipping incident led to my last student of the day having to go home with a gigantic fat lip earned from smacking into the table.  This meant that I ended the teaching day early.  See?  I don't view it as a horrible, tragic sort of lip smacking complete with screaming and blood.  I see it as a free period.  

(the kid is fine...just a little embarrassed since I told him eight thousand times yesterday that he couldn't use that particular chair.)

The fact that the teacher next door was out sick and that the kids from her class were roaming freely (and loudly) throughout the hallways?  Not such a big deal.  Especially when you consider that I got to hear a happy fifth grade lad singing the chorus from Bow Wow Wow's ode to the sweet stuff when he went to his locker to get his snack.  You don't get to hear fifth grade boys singing hits from the 80's every day, you know.  This was like a treat!

And all the other stuff that went on in the school today that cannot be mentioned but which caused my head to ache like a rotten tooth?  I view it as a challenge...an opportunity to display how magnificent I am when a crisis presents itself.  The entire faculty was able to see me in my glory.  

("Glory" is a relative term.  The part where I stood in the office tearing at my own hair and opining that Tuesday is too mean for words might not be considered so glorious if we stick to the standard definition of the word.)

If nothing else, the work day is bound to end sometime.  Then I can go home and ride the little exercise bike for a while to account for the two miniature candy bars I ate today.  (Those were to compensate for the whole "Tuesday Is Just Monday In A Cheap Suit" thing.)  I can knit while I do that.  Of course, I am knitting a plastic bag out of plastic bags because I have a compulsion to do so and can't seem to stop.  Even if it is not the most beautiful of knitted things.  I just need to knit a plastic bag out of plastic bags.  I don't have to date it or anything.

Let's just say it has a great personality...

The thing that has really made the difference, though is the calendar.  Friday is a half day for students.  That makes this a short week.  And Monday is a holiday.  (sometimes Monday is nice, I suppose...)  That makes next week a short week, too.  Tuesday is the day that our management company has scheduled hot water heater inspections and is asking that we be home to let the hot water heater inspectors in so that said inspections can commence.  Thus, my principal has awarded me a personal day to sit by the door and wait for the hot water heater inspectors.  In light of current gas prices, he didn't think it made sense for me to be driving back and forth.  So that means that Tuesday might be nice, too.  Unless I fail my hot water heater inspection, but I don't really know how to study for something like that or what one might do to make one's hot water heater more appealing so we'll just have to let the fates decided this one.  Either way, it's an even shorter week for me.     

I'm just a little ray of sunshine, here!  Tuesday may be a Monday Wannabe, but I'm not going to let it get in the way of my finding the brighter side.  And, just in case you didn't get to find your bliss today, here's a little Bow Wow Wow for ya!  It's not as cool as hearing it sung by a fifth grade boy...but you can surely appreciate the spirit.

SA