Hi, I'm Meg and I have a small issue with curriculum hoarding.
I'm an addict of sorts.
I hold on to every piece of curriculum I've ever bought or been given, even if I don't use it. I have that momentary panicked thought But what if I NEED it?
The annual Currclick Name-Your-Price sale has seen me faithfully for several years now. I'm fairly sure I have entire servers devoted to my digital curriculum library.
I have a stack of textbooks mixed with my cookbooks. There's catalogs for scientific lab equipment and art supplies in my personal loo.
I have four cases of nutrition guidelines sent by the FDA just chilling next to a box of environmental science kits in the closet where I normally keep the Christmas tree. My Christmas tree is living in a giant box in my hallway.
I'm fairly sure, if I remember correctly, that I have a couple of owl pellets in a ziploc baggie in the freezer, awaiting dissection. Yes, that's owl poo. I have owl poo in the freezer. (It's well wrapped.)
I found a pair of our safety glasses mixed into the pool googles. My fish scale (technically it's a newtonian gravity scale) resides somewhere near the laundry room.
It's coming out of my ears.
I'm Meg and I hoard curriculum.
I'm an addict of sorts.
I hold on to every piece of curriculum I've ever bought or been given, even if I don't use it. I have that momentary panicked thought But what if I NEED it?
The annual Currclick Name-Your-Price sale has seen me faithfully for several years now. I'm fairly sure I have entire servers devoted to my digital curriculum library.
I have a stack of textbooks mixed with my cookbooks. There's catalogs for scientific lab equipment and art supplies in my personal loo.
I have four cases of nutrition guidelines sent by the FDA just chilling next to a box of environmental science kits in the closet where I normally keep the Christmas tree. My Christmas tree is living in a giant box in my hallway.
I'm fairly sure, if I remember correctly, that I have a couple of owl pellets in a ziploc baggie in the freezer, awaiting dissection. Yes, that's owl poo. I have owl poo in the freezer. (It's well wrapped.)
I found a pair of our safety glasses mixed into the pool googles. My fish scale (technically it's a newtonian gravity scale) resides somewhere near the laundry room.
It's coming out of my ears.
I'm Meg and I hoard curriculum.