Somebody else's problem...

I joke with the children.  I tell them at the end of the year that they are now somebody else's problem.  Today is my last day with the kids this year, and the last test period I have is about to end.  I have a free period after this.  Hooray.  I am about 20 minutes away from all of the kids in this room being somebody else's problem.

I have been doing a countdown on my bulletin board with pages that I tear off once a day.  One of my students who hangs out in my room every morning really got into it and started to help me remember to tear the pages when I forgot.

Here's what the last page said when he tore off the old one this morning:

I am profoundly happy that this day has come.  I have been needing this year to speed up and end, and all it's seemed to do was slow down.  Now, we can get down to the very serious business of goofing off.  Of course, we have some wedding stuff to accomplish, but honestly, the plan to marry in a private ceremony overseas has alleviated a lot of that worry.  We are working out the details for a pretty cool reception.  There will be an afternoon adventure before the evening party, and I have a few ideas about that party.  

When Cas comes home today, he is finished for the year.  I have one more day to come in, but the building should be free of students that day.  It's supposed to be a day for final grade entry, classroom cleanup and otherwise closing up shop.  I have half of my closing-up stuff done at this moment, all but one of my grades entered (a kid was absent) and a whole lot of cleaning to accomplish.  

I think I will do a barely passable job, have a long lunch and head to happy hour.  I know, I know, but I rarely slack off.  When I do, I intend to slack effectively...  

For now, I have to bid these children adieu.  Go, children, out into the world!  Where you will no doubt be someone else's problem...