Four days and 53 parent/teacher conferences later...the week has ended. Wrung-out describes me at this very instant. However, it's nothing that a week of no school can't remedy.
Tomorrow I leave for Scottsdale to visit with Uncle Mike and Cousin Mirelle for three days. She's been sick and I've been wanting to see her -- now is the perfect time. I'm rather bemused, though, to have rushed from school to pack for a trip to the Oakland airport early tomorrow morning. So uncharacteristically jet-settish of me.
Tonight there is a soft rain -- a nice sort of send off, to be sure. I'm here now to tuck my blog in for the next few days. Back soon!