What I Do For Teaching…aka The Coffee Crisis

Tonight I’m going to share a story with you of my afternoon.  It’s the story I like to call..That.Just.Happened.  It goes like this:

Four times a year, I have to drive 50 minutes to get to a county teacher meeting that I am a Lead Literacy Teacher for.  This means that four days out of the year  I get my kids to help me clean up our classroom and we walk fast fast fast down the hall to the busses.  So naturally there is a lot of “Let’s go let’s go let’s go. Grab your backpack. No, not that backpack YOUR backpack. Did you get your mail? So and so forgot their mail. No, I don’t have time to teach you how to tie your shoes right now, you’ll just have to be careful.”

Fast fast fast we walk. Fast fast fast I drive the 50 minutes to get to the meeting.

Today, I was there 5 minutes before starting time. FIVE minutes, people. I sat for a few minutes in my car, sipping the large cup of piping hot coffee I was able to grab on the way. Mmm…a few minutes of peace and quiet. 

I opened the car door and set my large, piping hot cup of coffee on the roof of my car while I searched my bag for my notebook. Just as I stood up…


There went a huge gust of wind. 
There went my coffee.

I’m not just talking about some coffee spilling on me. I’m talking…ALL the coffee spraying all over me.


My dress was soaked. I could literally ring out the bottom of it. The right side of my hair was dripping wet. Well, at least the left side of my head looked normal.  But I smelled like a rotting Keurig machine. 

I played the “What Would You Do” game with my co-teacher on the phone. She said to go home.  But the OCD teacher in me told myself I did not just drive 50 minutes for nothing. I went to a super close Kohls and bought a dress in 4.3 minutes. 

I know because I timed myself. 
Here is my 4.3 minute dress that I grabbed off of the first rack I could find. 
I DID manage to race back to the meeting with over an hour left to spare.  By that time I was mentally exhausted and the espresso in my hair was starting to smell sour, even though I air-dried it with the window down the whole way back to the meeting.
The End.

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  1. Adorable post…and you got a pretty cute dress out of it too! I had to do something similar last year on our way to a family party and my daughter peed all over me. Loved the dress I grabbed too!
    Isn't it amazing how people still don't know about tpt?
    A Burst of First

  2. You absolutely make me laugh and cry at the same time! I love reading your stories because they should so close to ones I have! The dress is CAAAAUUUUTTE!!! Good job! Keep smiling!

    Mrs. Shipley

  3. lol You are such a cutie! 4.3 minutes to go in, find a dress, and buy it? Wow you are way more talented than I. It would have taken me 4.3 minutes to scan the store for the section, another 20 minutes debating, and another 10 or so minutes to check out and slink back out the door. lol Sorry about the coffee. Glad you weren't burned by the coffee!!!


  4. You are a GODDESS! If I could find a dress in 4.3 minutes, I would CELEBRATE! BTW….I think coffee is a great "conditioner"…HAHAHA So sorry your day was stressful….BUT in the end…YOU ROCKED THE HOUSE! 🙂 Wendy 1stgradefireworks

  5. OK, I was thinking 'county meeting' as in out in the boondocks somewhere…but you were next to a Kohls, so that threw me for a loop!

    I once had liquid hand soap squirt on my very light colored trousers once…right at an unfortunate location for a wet spot. Luckily, it was at school so I jumped on my bike, flew home, threw the trousers in the wash, changed and still got back before the kids finished lunch!

    You are wonder woman, though!

  6. That's a funny, funny story and not unlike things that happen to me daily (like when I walked to the parking lot with my skirt stuck in the waistband of my panty hose!)

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