Shout out to Janitors

I am a self-analyzer. When things don't go well, I try to figure out why and fix it. Recently, after much reflection, it dawned on me why I am am so tired in the evenings.

It is not because I have 4 kids who are all pursuing different academic goals within my four walls. (Abigail is conquering while Elizabeth is gaining strength in independent reading, as James learns to sort and organize items of different sizes and shapes, while Silas is working hard to identify farm animals and walk more than 7 steps at a time)
It is not because I sometimes have to get up in the middle of the night.
It is not because I am reading a really good book late at night (although I am!)
It is not because I have lots of extra commitments at church.


It is simply because I do not have a janitor like other teachers.

Here it what my classroom looks like at the end of today. (you can't really see the entire bag of sequins on the floor by the window, or the clutter on top of the piano,or the stick stick taht is rubbed on the top of the table....)
The only person coming in to scrub the table top and to sweep up the floor is me.



Thanks to all of those hard working folks who labored to keep thing clean and fresh on my classrooms. I didn't know what I had until it was gone!