Gregorians be damned; tonight is the REAL New Year’s Eve – school starts tomorrow for us. Nothing profound to say except to wish all of you who start teaching tomorrow good luck, especially pre-service and first-year teachers – we are all rooting for you.
My wife, whose first day is also tomorrow, has been in bed since eight; I probably won’t slip between the sheets ’til round midnight or one, give or take. Not purely out of choice, mind you, but because I can never get to sleep the night before school starts.
Even after seven years of this, I still feel like I’m slowly approaching the top of the hill on a roller coaster. I’ll crest at about 7:35 tomorrow morning and start screaming Earthward from then until 2:50, during which time I can count on a few loops and spirals (many unexpected). Around 2:50, I’ll pull into the station with a satisfying “SCHFF!”, not knowing entirely what hit me, but knowing that I want to get right back in line for the next ride.
I may be up all night tonight, but I am going to sleep WELL tomorrow.