I shouldn't be blogging. In fact, I don't even know what I want to blog about. But I know what I don't want to do right now: sub plans. "You should be excited," you say. "You need sub plans because you're leaving." "I am excited," I say. "I am leaving," I say. "But I hate making sub plans." And then I'll smile--my lovely gritted-teeth-squinty-eyed smile (I'm sure you know the one). And then I'll open up my sub plans file and force myself (very unwillingly) to get back to work.