The sound of a teacher’s head gently pounding against the wall. Gently because I didn’t want to repair the sheetrock if I put my cranium through the material.
Apparently something was in the water, or the wind, or yes, because Day Job wasn’t the only bastion of education afflicted with… well, I don’t quite know what, but everyone I’ve talked to had A Week. I’m going to blame the weather change and the waxing moon.
My week was capped (crowned?) with a completed assignment containing an error that I had just spent 4 lessons trying to prevent and explaining in detail.
Thump, thump, thump.
Shikhari Update: Second week of October release date for Hopling and Pouchling