Return to the Edu-Dungeon.
I assume it.
As worthwhile as it was to take a day to deal with health and sanity, I write this late on Sunday night, dreading what waits for me at the office on Monday morning. My students are overwhelmingly useful and kind…but I KNOW what the systematic and endemic uselessness of the standard of substitute teachers is like. I went to the trouble of clearing my desk, and leaving a lesson plan. My co-teacher was present for four out of my five classes. Homeroom is calm and simple.
All should have gone well.
Despite those facts, I have a practically existential dread of finding the kind of madness that even a Silver Age Superhero would find annoying to clean up.
Fingers crossed, True Believers.