Today is the last day for my Tuesday/Thursday classes. I should be excited. I should go in there and wow them one last time before the final exam. But I just don’t have the energy. It could be that I haven’t been sleeping well (leg cramps, the constant need to pee, kicking baby), but I’m beginning to suspect that I’m just tired of teaching. That’s something I thought I’d never say. And I hope it’s not true.
Slowly but steadily, the desire to own my own farm has been creeping to the forefront. I want to be more self-sufficient. Instead of teaching today, I’d much rather stay home today and bake some bread from scratch. I’m not great at it, but I want to perfect it. I want to start going through my seed catalogs and plan next year’s garden. But I’ll go in and learn ’em.