I am officially done moving out of my classrooms.
Many boxes, many full garbage cans...and I turned in my keys.
It was strangely okay. I thought it would be enormously sad or enormously exciting or...something, but it wasn't. This whole process has been surprisingly unemotional considering how much emotion and passion has gone into my job for so many years.
I suppose, compared to the actually teaching part, the leaving part is easy.