Reporting live from...
Actually, I'm not sure WHERE the hell I am. The word "Orlando" is associated with the name of our hotel, but we are not definitely not in Orlando. I DO recall passing some sheep on the way here, though. We had to drive like 12 miles down a small, deserted highway to find a place to drink--I mean, eat--tonight. We're staying at a Hampton Inn, so it's pretty nice. It's like Civilization Island in the middle of BFE Ocean.
We got here (wherever "here" is) about 6:30. I helped the guy from corporate (LOL--otherwise known as my friend, C.--it's still so funny that he's risen so high in the company. To me, he's still the guy who gets smashed on 2 Long Islands and sings REALLY bad karoake) schedule all of the observations for tomorrow and Thursday on the drive up. I got to do it because a) I'm the only one who could work on the laptop without getting car sick and b) I announced, while we were roughly 3 miles from the school, that I was "already bored".
We all went out to dinner, where nothing much happened--oh, except for SECURING THE 5th TEAM LEAD JOB FOR NEXT YEAR. That's right--I used my face time with the boss very wisely once again. =-) So go me.
OK that's about it for now. I'm nervous about tomorrow--going in to the other schools and representing the company. Wish me luck! Check back tomorrow for another exciting update.
(Then again, Hot Teacher--he went to Ron Clark with me--and I were talking about a card game for tomorrow night, so I may be busy.) ;) (It's a continuation from Atlanta. He hates that I was ahead when we finally called it a night.)