Things could be worse. The college could be burned down and I could be out of a job.
Things could be worse. I could have lung cancer or some other potentially mortal disease.
Things could be worse. My animals could have died in my house fire.

So the fact that the classrooms, storage, room assignments were all uprooted for technology upgrade [long term gain] in the most disorganized last minute fashion making my start of classes for the term exponentially harder, is not the worst thing that could have happened to me …

Things I can’t find:
Orange oil cleaner for markers on green borco boardcovers
My long white extension cord for electric pencil sharpener.
A lot of my instructional handouts which at the moment I presume are in the box where I rescued the whole lot of what I found in miscellaneous haphazardly packed boxes [done without my knowledge or input which WAS available ] However no one consulted me about packing up ALLLL of my stuff.

Things we don’t have:
Electricity in one classroom - we keep throwing breakers
Electricity for E-size copier
Functional A-size copier for classroom work
Parallel rules for drafting classes

Things we have:
A room for student’s drawing lockers in which they can lock themselves in.
Other department faculty who are unwilling to be even a teensy bit inconvenienced by all of this.
Instructional and other administration who have revealed they have NO CLUE about exactly what should be done.
A department chair who doesn’t give a shit.

It is pretty crappy all around.
But as I said - things can be worse.