So, it’s the first day of classes and, as usual on the first day, I am a bundle of nerves.
I really hate this part because, even though I KNOW that everything will be fine once we all get in the room and settled down, I can’t make myself stop jittering. I was up at 4 this morning, thinking about what stories I should photocopy for the students today. I’ve been fussing around the house, killing time until it’s reasonable for me to leave for work.
I’ll be happy when the first day is over.