When I tell people that I teach eighth grade English, responses range from, "Are you crazy?" to "Bless you," to "You must have a lot of patience." The last one always gets me because I do NOT feel like I have much patience.
I'm back in my "office." It's been three months since I sat on my deck and had a good writing session. There's something about the fresh air, blue sky, evil squirrel, and soaring birds that gets the creative side of my brain cranking.