...Does he have to walk around in his underwear? Seriously. How in the hell am I supposed to focus on planning things for these classes when he is working out right beside me? And I'm not supposed to jump him? Umm...I am going insane. I swear I am. If I'm not going insane now I soon will be because he doesn't know how sexy he is. How can he not? Does he not look in the mirror? Does he not see that? Damn it.
Yeah, the girls in this class? They are monsters. Seriously. How do their parents deal with them? Oh, I know...their nannies deal with it or the help. God. Guess they won't like me that much this year. Or maybe they will. Some of them seem to want the direction and discipline. I might enjoy myself more than I thought. I do have a couple of the younger girls from the summer camp. I know they will listen.
I need to buy more ice cream.