As I pulled into the school parking lot this morning I took a mental inventory of everything I had to carry inside. My school bag, a tote bag of books for the classroom library, my purse, and the breakfast I had just picked up at Dunkin Donuts. After parking, I put my hood off, turned off the car lights, and stepped out of my car. The sky was dropping a mixture of sleet and wet snow on the ground and I quickly grabbed everything (so I thought) and ran into school.
My classroom is on the other side of the school from the parking lot, so it takes me a few minutes to get from my car to my classroom. On the way I have to stop in the main office and sign in, plus pop in to a few classrooms to say good morning to my colleagues. About 5 minutes after getting out of the car, I made it to my own classroom. With a sign of relief I dropped my school bag on the floor next to my desk, put my purse on the windowsill, and turned on the computer. As I waited to computer to warm up, I reached into my purse for the bag from Dunkin Donuts that held my croissant sandwich. As I pulled it out of the bag, I realized with a start that my medium hot chocolate with whipped cream was nowhere to be found.
Oh no! I thought. I tried to remember where I had last seen it. Did I leave it on the counter in the office when I signed in? In another classroom. And then I pictured the familiar styrofoam cup in the last place I saw it- the cupholder in my car. My car. In the parking lot. On the other side of the school. In the rain.
For a second I considered just leaving it in the car. Heck no! I paid $2 for that hot chocolate! I’m sure as heck enjoying it!
Resigned, I stood up and pulled on my North Face jacket. This time in reverse, I made my way down the hall.
The hot chocolate was worth it. :)