08/12/2026
My school got new carpet this summer, which sounds exciting until you realize that “new carpet” also means “congratulations, you’re moving your entire classroom.”
Every. Single. Piece. Of. Furniture.
Thankfully, my husband married me BEFORE I became a teacher, so there was absolutely no way for him to know that one day “for better or worse” would include moving desks, tables, shelves and cabinets around an elementary classroom.
Yesterday he helped me move everything back in and get the room arranged, while I contributed by saying things like, “Wait… maybe that should go over there instead.”
Today I officially moved into decoration mode. Bulletin boards are going up, things are finding their homes, and I’ve reached the stage where I’ll spend 20 minutes deciding if something is crooked, fix it, step back, and decide it was better the first time.
Slowly but surely, it’s starting to look like my classroom again.
But apparently one full-time job at a time isn’t really my thing.
So tonight I’ll be up late making a whole bunch of Jimothy shirts to drop off at Whidbey Island Trading Co later this week.
Bulletin boards by day. Jimothy by night.
August is going great.
