The next weekend was Memorial Weekend and for the first time in a long time we weren't renting a house on the Cape with our friend. It felt a bit weird to not have something to look forward to for the long weekend, but with the crazy schedule we had had it felt nice to get to stay in one place for three full days.
After a really long day at work I wanted to go out and celebrate the long weekend. We ended up heading into Harvard Square because I figured it would be empty. Graduation had already happened and lots of people leave the city for the holiday. We were sorely wrong. Sure the students are gone, but the alumni were out in full force, as it was reunion weekend. Good thing we weren't looking to do anything sit down for dinner, instead opting for a Felipe's Burrito (so good) and an impromptu picnic in the park. In my opinion, Felipe's has the best burritos around, and I love that you can get green salsa on it, even if said green salsa might make you cry.
It was just too beautiful not to stay out in the Square so we made our way over to the Charles Hotel, our safest bet for an outdoor seat, where we could pick from the Legal's outdoor bar or Noir. Legal's was jammed so we grabbed the last table at Noir. I have to say the service isn't the best here and they allow smoking on their patio, which I actually think is a health code violation, but the drinks are yummy. They make the second best Old Cuban in the city and minus the smoking (which is pretty infrequent...I'm just more annoyed that they allow it), their patio is adorable.
It was so nice to be able to just sit and be in the moment. I knew the rest of the weekend was going to be filled with a lot of school work so I wanted to enjoy the calm as much as I could. I don't think people realize just how crazy the end of the school year can be for a teacher. There's reports to be written, report cards to be filled out, filing upon filing to be done, pounds of papers to corrected, data to be organized and submitted, class lists to make, and a classroom to pack up. One of our friends kept saying to me, "What do you have, like 15 days left? Just think about that." That's like to worst thing you can say to a teacher in June. It's an eternity and not enough time at the same time and that combination can cause a dizzying amount of stress, even for someone like me who is super organized.
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