The Breadcrumb Trail

Well, now that you know the whole truth about my inability to hold onto my possessions when I go places, I can tell you about my morning yesterday.  I was subbing at a school across town in the morning, and I had a few extra minutes after I dropped Jericho off and before I needed to be there.   So I just made my wandering path on the way, picking things up from where I had left them last week - a jacket at one school, and then another (not red) coffee mug at another.   I did not, however, go back for the disposable Starbucks cup that I left on the counter at a school this week, nor later did I go back for my 3/4s full (disposable) water bottle that I left on the counter of the school yesterday.

It's kind of like a trail of bread crumbs, really.  You know, kind of in the way that trails of bread crumbs are not at all helpful - except perhaps to those teachers who benefit by the way of new coffee mugs.  I suppose one good way to look at it is that I am keeping myself fresh on the minds of those teachers, and perhaps it will somehow trigger them to call me again.   Then again, I am keeping myself fresh on the minds of those teachers as - well, horribly disorganized, and chronically unable to take care of my possessions.

Ah, well.  Today I am not subbing (taking the day off), and therefore wil be unable to leave anything at any school.   

Then again, I do have a curriculum meeting at church this afternoon...