Thread: I keep saying I'm not going back!

I told everyone that I was going to school ONE day in mid-late July, get everything done, and not darken the door the rest of the summer.

Then they called me in for teacher interviews the first week of July. OK . . . I'll come back to get my room ready one day and then not be back.

I only manage to stay for two hours the first day, but spend 8 hours the next day. OK . . . I'll not be back after I finish the room. I tell several people at work that I'll not see them again until school begins.

Principal calls last week and needs me to come in to check textbook orders. OK . . . FINE . . . but I'm only looking at books and then I'm not going back until school starts. (Librarian reminds me that I've said that already.) I spend two hours carrying textbooks from library to my room and putting books on student desks.

TODAY . . . I go to by my room to drop off my crate of "stuff I need to do" that I'd brought home with me. I finished it all yesterday and wanted it out of the middle of the office floor. I ended up rehanging my shower curtain over my bookshelf, putting up my hallway display, numbering all of my books, putting on all the desk labels, unboxing my SRA stuff--that they'd delivered to my room since last time, cleaning all my desks, and straightening some stuff in my closet.

As I was leaving today, I waved at the office staff and said, "See you all next week. I won't be back until open house Thursday." From down the hall I hear DH say, "Sh*t . . . you'll be back here the first chance you get. What you see in this d@mned place I'll never know." (DH isn't a "school" type of person.)

I'm really hoping I'll be strong and NOT go back out there.