Funny how it's still a bit of a surprise when I actually get there. Really? Tomorrow is go-time?
In preparation, I've photocopied my syllabi, set up my course websites, practiced pronouncing the names on my class rosters, and -- this is essential -- painted my nails. For the love of all things polished!
It's become my tradition to paint my nails for the first day of class, an unspoken pledge to enter the semester feeling pulled-together, even if I'm breathing fumes and correcting smudges.
You've got this, girl, my manicured fingers seem to say. You've got this.
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