Buzzzzz went my phone at 5:28 this morning. “Westport will have a 3 hour early dismissal today” read the text message. Who knew I would ever be so excited to see that message rather than a “no school” message?!? It was going to be a good day.
2 minutes later… beep, beep, beep sounded my alarm. It was time to start my day, early. I even felt refreshed. Off to the gym I went. It was going to be a good day.
“I thought that was you,” I heard from behind me. I turned to see my former assistant principal standing behind me. She was dressed after her gym workout…I was not so lucky. “Put your clothes on so I can give you a hug,” she said. I hurried (but in an awkward way) into my clothes and turned to give her a hug. We chatted for a little while, she gave me some advice about dealing with a student teacher, and then we both hurried to get to work on time. It was going to be a good day.
Several hours later, I’m sitting on my couch. I’m cuddled under the handmade blanket my aunt gave me for Christmas 2 years ago. The TV is on in the background while my laptop is on my lap. The snow is slowly falling outside, only sticking to the grass. I’m sipping a warm cup of green tea, enjoying a shortbread cookie. It really was a good day.