my office smells like cleaning supplies

If you know about WPS's Human Resources Department, you probably heard about Mrs D.'s infamous board. She has this monstrous white board that covers two walls, with a magnet for every person who works for this school system. The magnets are color-coded and carefully placed under categories that identify the school or department they work for. Monday and today I worked with the board on identifying the school and position that all tenured teachers work at and have. After many hours of searching, I finished the list. I then worked on  cleaning the orange magnets so they can be used next year, which is why my office smells. That's been my day. Maybe it doesn't sound like much, but I spent 5 hours on that list. Yikes.

I didn't post yesterday because I stayed home, sick. Hopefully that was a one-day illness, because prom is coming up and I am not missing that.

Because I was so busy Monday and Wednesday, the filing pile has really started to grow. Here come the paper cuts....

First Day!

After getting up at 5:45 to get stuff for Teacher Appreciation week, sitting in my school's library for two hours, and going to my AP class, I finally got to my internship. I got my own cute little office with a desk and a computer and a phone that looks wicked confusing. Unfortunately, I won't be enjoying my own little office for much longer. The Superintendent said he needed it, so I'll be moving into his conference room. At least it's a bigger room and has a window so I can hear kids at recess even louder. (Kidding, it actually doesn't bother me. It's cute.)

I learned the basic layout of the building, which I was already a little familiar with from School Committee. The room where my 3rd grade class once vacated is now a storage room. Kinda weird to think about. I got to work on matching up records and bills to find any discrepancies, filing stuff, pulling records, and the like. It's scary to think about all the checking and typing and filing that has to be done to run a school system. It is so much more than I ever would have thought. Even worse was the 'Ugly Closet', which holds records that predate me by a good 20 years. It may be organized, but it's crazy to look at.

I got a few paper cuts when I was getting out some retired paraprofessional papers and bled on a few folders. Awkward.