For those of you who haven't been around me lately, you don't know that I've been complaining about work a lot lately. So, in order to defend myself against the vicious charge of whiner (and, coincidentally, in order to not grade papers) I will now make a list of reasons why work ain't so bad: 1. No one poops on me. 2. No one cries when I need to take a ten second bathroom break. 3. I can tell my students, "I'm not your mom. That's not my problem." 4. I can have a conversation about something other than slow-flow versus fast-flow nipples and Ferberizing. 5. I can surf the internet during "group-work." (Group-work is a teacher's best friend!) 6. I can stop at the store on my way home and not have to pull a two hundred pound car seat out and try to hoist it on a cart that doesn't quite fit it, so that it continually slips and I have to walk down the aisle with one hand on the carseat and one hand steering the cart. 7. I can we...
