Grades are done, new classes next term, no students for two weeks, no having to take away cell phones or explain why it’s not okay to take your pants off during class or explain why you can’t just scream and run across the room even if the kid next to you farted…

You know what I miss about teaching high school?  Impulse control.  It’s a beautiful and highly underrated part of the human development.

But!  It is officially Winter Break and soon I will be enjoying the company of Monsieur Davis, who I assume will NOT be taking his pants off in public.  The family gifts are wrapped, the laundry is done, and I am packing a suitcase while listening to Christmas episodes of QI and keeping my fingers crossed that the weather is good enough for my parents to come say hi this weekend before I flee to the other side of the planet.