Yow. It's been a week...and it's not over yet. School has been tough. I have a slow leak in one of the tires of my car. Day light savings time changed, so it's almost dark when I get home. The internet went out at the house again. I have to do report cards. I lost an earring. I burned broccoli in a pan this evening and the house stinks.
OK, so maybe I'm whining. Just a little.
However, a funny thing did happen on Tuesday. I had a substitute take my class for the day as the 5th grade teacher and I were spending the day planning language arts curriculum. My sub, a stalwart, middle-aged lady named Ms. K, was in my room when I checked at noon to see how things were going. Ms. K. assured me that the morning had run smoothly and then after a brief pause said, "There is one thing though. What's that high-pitched buzzing sound coming from the thing you have plugged into your wall? The sound's been driving me crazy." I looked, and saw that she was pointing to the contraption I bought to keep rodents away by emitting a noise that they hate. I can't hear it unless I put my ear right next to it. I told her what it was, paused, and then kindly noted that she must be a mouse. Ms. K. didn't say anything, but silently unplugged the thing.
I'm thinking that she may not be returning. Mice are touchy like that.