Lesson planning!

This weekend was filled with the usual humdrum nothingness that results from having no real occupation. I spent most of it at the pool rereading Harry Potter (hard to believe I read my first HP book 11 years ago!) or getting together with friends. I need to find a new hobby. The quilt is still half done, but that's because I'm waiting for the appropriate backing. I plan on going back to my college town this weekend to visit with all of my friends doing research and while I'm there, I figure a trip to the overpriced school bookstore might supply me with a sweatshirt blanket complete with appropriate school insignia that I could use as my quilt backing. Who knows?

In the meantime, before I head off this weekend, I can start my lesson planning. I picked up my two texts that I will be using next year. In addition to the mixture of junior/senior students I will have in my trig/pre-calc classes, I am now teaching a geometry class for freshmen/sophomores. I get to teach such a broad range of students; it's both nerve wracking and pretty exciting. I forgot how nice it was in high school to have answers to exercises in the back of the text. Now, as an educator, I have to figure out how I'll assign hw around those freebie answers. And plan tests. And quizzes. And figure out how to come across as the right balance of demanding without being ridiculous. Of course I did none of that today and instead worked on how to dress like a professional teacher without looking frumpy. Mildly challenging. There are several stores in the mall that scream "only teachers shop here!". Needless to say, I avoided those.

Also, my room is a complete mess again. I suppose that's not entirely accurate though, as I never really had it perfectly neat/clean to begin with... At school, I would allow my room to stay messy for about three weeks before I'd reach my limit and force myself to clean. At home? My parents are getting home in an hour and I feel like I need to shove the mess under my bed or something. I haven't really felt accountable to anyone like this in years. Unnerving.