Therapeutic dusting

Typical of any day, I didn't manage to fit everything into the time I was assigned, so after I sprinted (track practice was not enough) to the pick up my littlest one, I thought to myself, "Why end my work day now?" I pictured my early evening chasing the scooter and emptying the dishwasher while my cluttered thoughts sapped my full ability to say TGIF. I changed my plans and instead of running home, little B and I went to check out my school. There was no chance that I'd correct a single paper, no chance at all, but I did set my room up for Monday. While Cutiepie drew on my whiteboard, reminded me that I have a stuffed kitty, and tried out my ping-pong set, I wiped down counters, filed papers, and stored materials to use for next year. Today was the last day of third quarter, and our teacher-work-day may have been displaced in favor of snow days, but now that I've cleared away some of the junk, I'm ready to take on more busy days ahead.