Tonight when I got home from work, I pulled into my driveway and was sitting in my car trying to summon the energy to get up and walk into the house, when a dog walked through my front yard. Not my dog, just a random dog I didn’t know. So I got out of the car (barefoot, because I usually take off my shoes on the drive home) to help this poor lost creature. That’s when he turned around and started barking at me. Really loudly.
I wasn’t scared. I have pretty good dog intuition, and I could tell he was probably friendly, just wary or protective, but I couldn’t approach him like that, and he wasn’t wearing a collar, so there was no tag to read anyway. I said, “It’s okay, boy. Hang on a second.” He hung on, still barking, while I reached back into my car and dug around for the tennis ball I knew I had in there. I was just about to offer him the ball and see if we could come to a compromise when a car pulled up and a neighbor got out.
“Bowser!” she yelled. “What are you doing?” (Note: Bowser is not the dog’s actual name.) She got out of her car and came to grab him, saying, “I’m so sorry! He just ran out the door!”
I said it was fine.
When Bowser saw his mom, he stopped barking and started running around me and my car, happily evading capture. I stood still while the following things happened, simultaneously and repeatedly.
- Bowser ran around me.
- Bowser’s mom ran around me.
- Bowser ran around my car.
- Bowser’s mom said, “You’re a teacher, right? How’s the first week of school going?”
- Bowser jumped up and put his paws on my butt.
- Bowser’s mom yelled, “Bowser no!!!”
- Bowser laughed with his eyes.
- Bowser’s mom said, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
Finally, on one of his trips around my car (which was still open), Bowser decided to to jump into the driver’s seat, at which point his mom yelled, “Bowser! Why are you getting into her car and not mine?!” and apologized about twelve times. Then she grabbed this forty-pound dog, yanked him out of my car, flipped him around so that she was cradling him like a baby with all his legs up in the air, and apologized one more time. I said it was fine. And it was. Truly.
Then I said, “You asked about the first week of school. Well…” I gestured to the big, doofy, furry, bundle in her arms. “It’s gone pretty much like this.”
As the woman carried Bowser to her car, scolding him all the way, I reflected on my little joke and realized how accurate it was.
Exhaustion + The Unexpected + Conflict + Problem-Solving + Remaining Calm During Chaos + Tackling an Obstacle and Subduing It Through Sheer Will + Laughter = The First Week of School
The truth is I’ve had a great first three days, I promise, even though I’m exhausted and overwhelmed and my ears are ringing. The other truth is Bowser didn’t bother me one bit, I promise, even though I had to clean a little dog pee out of my front seat.
* I don’t want to hear any of your complaints about how it’s not even Friday yet, and I can’t actually review the first week until it’s complete. Let me tell you this: The first week of school takes approximately A YEAR of your life. If I want to say it’s been a week on Wednesday night, I can. Deal with it.
9 thoughts on “The First Week of School, In Review *”
So accurate! Love it! I go back two weeks from yesterday. We only go Wednesday- Friday for the first week, and it DOES feel like an entire year! Have a great school year!
Good luck to you, Amy! Comfy shoes and lots of coffee is the way to go. 😉
Lol. Thank you for all you do! Good teachers like you deserve all the cookies you can eat. ❤
Thank you! I put that theory to test this week when a wonderful person delivered Tiff’s Treats to school.
Ah, I needed a laugh today. And I do believe Bowser lives with me under an assumed name. Best of luck for the coming days. Teachers amaze me, truly. There’s a reason I’m a single-child parent instead of one with multiples!
Glad I brightened your day! I have zero children of my own. I don’t need any when I get to borrow 140 of other people’s kids to spend my days with. 🙂
‘Borrow 140 of other people’s kids’!!!! I’m dying :’D
*throws hands up* Totally dealing with your questionable claims as to the week’s end. 😉 Also, ‘tackling an obstacle and subduing it through sheer will’ had me laughing. I pictured you just standing there, with this sleepy, dazed smile on your face, watching Bowser and his mom’s joint antics, and not caring one bit.
Yep, that was totally me. Still, calm, dazed, barefoot, and cool as a cucumber. Ha!