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End-of-summer denial

I’m in denial.

It’s currently 11:24pm, Eastern Standard Time, and I should be in bed, asleep.

Instead, I made myself a sandwich with leftovers from our bridal shower yesterday, and ended up watching a new show on Netflix (Grace and Frankie), even though I had all intentions of watching Gilmore Girls.

Today, I went outlet shopping and bought shirts, skirts, and pants for school and the honeymoon. I accidentally lost weight this past year, and most of my teacher drag looks like teacher bags pulled over my head.

Tomorrow, I have to welcome a new school year with my fellow teachers. It’s the first day for teachers, not students. Over the next few weeks, we don’t have a single 5-day school week in September due to “Fall Recess.” I’d like to motion that we take those collective days off and move them to this week and next.

The weather this coming week is perfect beach weather.

My classroom was all set up over a week ago so I could savor my last week of summer.

2 out of my 3 syllabi are completed.

I have this first week of school planned out.

Yet, I’m not ready.

I’m in denial.

Summer can’t end.

Yaaaasss

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today I’m feeling as happy and content as Max the last time I was at my mom’s and I let him lay on the actual couch.

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After 2 years of being the nomad English teacher, I have one classroom next year.

My first year of teaching, I had 4.

My second year of teaching, I had 3.

Now, I have 1.

A new teacher (OMG I’m not a newbie anymore!) will be essentially taking over what my schedule was like and floating in between my classroom (that sounds so weird to say!!), the classroom I shared for the past 2 years, and another classroom.

This is so strange, beautiful, and glorious all at once. Now, excuse me while I go stalk Pinterest for classroom decorating ideas…

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Teacher drag: a reflective update

#TeacherDrag

When I first was getting ready to move out of my childhood home and into a condo with V, my mom wasn’t (outwardly) upset about her oldest daughter moving out. Instead, she was very upset that she wouldn’t get to see my “teacher drag” every morning as we both got ready for work.

(The idea of “teacher drag” stems from a poem I wrote when I first started teaching. A year prior,  I was doing teaching observations and simultaneously being a Resident Assistant, one of my residents saw me early one morning. She remarked, “You look very… Republican. Like a young Barbara Bush.” I couldn’t help but laugh, but her comment stuck with me. This incident inspired the phrase “teacher drag.”)

When I saw how upset my mom was, in my immediate need to comfort her, I swore I would send her a selfie every morning. Then, she told me to instagram it, as she was trying to get more familiar with instagram. I started using the hashtag #TeacherDrag, which I had only used once or twice before, the week I moved out, and what started as a sweet inside joke between me and my mom grew into something much larger. My friends started texting me how they loved seeing my outfits, and when I changed the privacy settings on my instagram and made it public, I suddenly had a slew of fashionistas (and teachers) liking my posts and following me.

One of the first #TeacherDrag outfits

I have to admit, before #TeacherDrag was a thing, there were some mornings I just didn’t care. I never quite looked like I’d just rolled out of bed, but there were days where maybe I didn’t wear the most flattering outfits, or my hair was a mess, but it didn’t matter because I was spending the day with teenagers.

#teacherdrag #ootd #nyandcompany #favoritedress #howifellinlovewithevamendes

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Somehow, #TeacherDrag turned me into more of a fashionista. I’ve always loved accessories, and I’ve been known to base entire outfits around a necklace, but this hashtag has definitely made me put my forgotten accessories to work! I’ve received texts when I haven’t posted my morning photo before 7 (lol), and I feel a sense of importance with what I’m doing. When I was in that elevator that morning a few years ago, I thought #TeacherDrag had to be pearls and power suits. Pearls still are a staple of my wardrobe, but I’ve ditched the power suits to be more fun. Now, I realize what I wear to teach can be young, fun, and exciting without breaking any dress codes.

So, my fellow teachers, I ask you this: What does your #TeacherDrag look like? Share it on instagram using the hashtag and let me know!

Oh, and don’t worry– it may be Summer Vacation, but I’m teaching Summer School the entire month of July. #TeacherDrag #SummerEdition is a thing. 😉