A Little Nap

I might be sick. Besides not feeling like myself lately, I have noticed increased tiredness. Tiredness beyond any I’ve experienced before in my lie. A tiredness that, at noon-time, had me struggling to keep my eyes from shutting.

Luckily for me, I have been very efficient this week. Everything has been graded, and all copies have been made. My students just happen to recess followed by lunch at noon-time and I had no catching up to do during my free planning time. As my eyes got heavier and heavier, I remember my mother telling me about a man that she worked with. He would sleep in his cubicle during his lunch hour. It wasn’t a problem because, well, it was his lunch hour. He was allowed to do with it what he wanted. I have been told by the administration before that I am free to do as please during this time. So, I set my alarm, just as a safety precaution, and put my head down to rest.

That’s right, I just curled my arms up on my desk, and lay my head on them like they were a pillow. Just like I used to do in high school during math class. Somehow, with the rare stillness of my classroom, I dozed off.

Thank goodness I set that alarm! I hated it as much as I do at 6:15 a.m., but knew I could not hit snooze. So, I got up, decided to stop in the bathroom before heading down to pick up my students. The sight in the bathroom was not pleasant!

You see, I had a sweater on. A sweater that had distinct cables of wool patterned on it. Since I decided to use my arms as a pillow, those wool cabled patterns were etched into my forehead. My bright red forehead!

With no time to do anything about it, I simply brushed my hair in front of my face like Cousin Itt. Each time I saw somebody, I looked down and pretended to play with my hair so that my hand was in front of my forehead. Surprisingly, nobody saw it. Or at least nobody said anything about it. I’m glad about that! I just feel like Jeff should be the only one to see me with pillow (or in this case sweater) lines on my face.