Me. Me Me. More me.

I was going to apologize for my absence, but you all understand. End of the year craziness. I have 25 days left. I'm super jealous of those of you who have made it to the single digits. Jeallllll.

Linking up with Farley! Go link up, especially if you've never done it. It's fun. Peeeer pressure.

Like many of you, I was told where I'd be next year! I'm team teaching with my friend, still in 3rd grade. We are so excited. Probably too excited. Like, we're probably going to get on peoples' nerves because we're so excited. 

And we just can't hide it. 

We may or may not have embraced in the hallway. 

Out of curiosity, how does that work at your school? Do you have any say where you get moved? Does your administration talk to you/ask for your thoughts before you get your assignment on paper, or do people get surprised? I've read on other blogs that grade levels get asked for volunteers to move before they choose someone. [That doesn't happen here.] One of my good friends was shocked when she saw a completely different grade level on her paper. Just curious how other schools do it. 

I'm honestly just thankful I have a job. Six teachers are getting cut [among other things]. I'm only in my third year, so before they threw out that number, I was a little worried. And six doesn't seem like a lot compared to numbers in the hundreds that I see in the news. My school district is tiny.

Sorry for the all about me post. That shall be my title. ME. And I got nothing for ya at the moment. Don't hold it against me.