I just got home from Hilltop, and it looks GORGEOUS. There are still wonderful men there hanging doors. They've still been there every night when I've headed home after long long days. There are still things on back order, still things stashed in the teacher lounge (currently a storage room) but tomorrow, there will be children among all the things, ricocheting off all the perfectly painted surfaces and smearing up all the windows.
Now it's the end of the beginning. Tomorrow we start to live in our classrooms for real. My body and mind are exhausted. Lucky for me, my fella is out grabbing some Indian take out. I will drink a beer and cheer for Arsenal and then sleep like the dead, because I no longer have deadlines and unfinished business to occupy me when I should be asleep.
Hurrah.
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