I dreamed that I used Sawyer’s new classroom for summer school and still had my desk and some supplies in there on the first day of school.  La Casa was my first period class, so as they were coming in the room, I asked them to help me move.  Several of the boys picked up my desk and carried it out the door.  Eagles were coming in one door as we were leaving out another.  It was mass chaos.  Jim Perryman was teaching a SAMA class in the middle of the hallway because he couldn’t find the new SAMA room.  I was horrified because now the kids would see all our secret ninja moves and be able to get away from us in holds.

Skip to me walking into the wrong room and Lacy grabbing me to let me know she put some library books in my room that a girl was returning.  I told her I wasn’t sure where my room was.  She said, “Well, when you find it, there are books in there.”

Skip to faculty meeting.  President Obama is our principal and he is chewing us out.  I think it is still the first day of school, I don’t know where my desk has gone off to, or my students for that matter, and I still don’t know where my new classroom is.  He is furious because no one entered their progress report grades.  Apparently, school has been in session for 3 weeks and no one has entered a single grade.  He gives me a very pointed look and I am devastated because I have disappointed principal Obama.