This is my last week of lolling around before school starts. I have to take a couple of those days to actually go to school and get my room set up. There won't be time during our three-day back-to-school inservice. That's for sitting and listening to all the extra duties being piled upon us that are new since last year.
The boys have all their school supplies except for folders. The Devil's Playground was picked cleaner than a corn cob in a chicken pen as far as folders were concerned. We might try Office Max tomorrow, or wait until later in the week, when The Devil will no doubt get a shipment from China or some child-labor sweatshop nation.
This is my least favorite part of the year. Even worse than February. There is no hope of snow days in August. Not even from Mrs. Hillbilly Mom, The Eternal Optimist.