There is a crack in the linoleum on my kitchen floor. Today my little “Yellow School Bus” kitty wobbled over to the crack and stopped. She stared at it so long I finally got out of my chair, walked over to the crack, bent down and examined it, too. It was a crack in the linoleum, no more, no less.

Okay, I already knew she’s not the smartest kitten in the house (kind of sad since she’s the only kitten), but an instant after I joined her in staring at the floor, I had to wonder if perhaps she wasn’t smarter than I. After all, she made me look.

Got up and went in to work this morning. School is out, I’m off the clock, but the room has to be packed and cleaned. It was only a couple of hours work, and I was there for four hours — yet I didn’t get it done.

I had a great chat with our custodian, Eppie.

I had a great chat with Cheryl from UoP and got some options on a Master’s program.

I had a great chat with Jackie, the office clerk.

I had a great chat with Chris, a fellow teacher, about the value of Mr. R and how much he will be missed. {Keith, if you’re reading this, all your little adoptees — of which you had plenty — plan on running to me next year when they need help. Great parting gift — thank you?)

I had a great chat with our tech angel, Suzanne.

I had a great chat with Heidi — and I got to cuddle and burp her wee little one.

So, I have to go in tomorrow, clean the frige, vacuum the floor and turn in my keys. If I keep my mouth shut it shouldn’t take too long.