The janitor came a few minutes later to let me know that the air conditioner repair guy had left a hose running, and hence, my dripping ceiling. A little while later, another janitor came and replaced a ceiling tile, all while I was trying to teach my class about our literature selection of how a deaf percussionist can "hear" and play music. After the janitor left, I asked my class if they knew more about the percussionist or how to fix a ceiling tile. They said, "The ceiling tile." Sigh.
Next, a colleague needed me to watch her class, so I briefly had 41 kids in my room, while I tried to entertain her class and finish Mother's Day gifts with my class. I was so happy when I was walking my class out for dismissal. We had our usual grade level meeting after school, and everything was going well, when I got a phone call from the speech teacher letting me know that I was late for an IEP meeting. Great. And I thought I was going to be going home soon. I am now finally home, watching the special features from "Cars" with Ryan. Hopefully this evening will be a little smoother.