We have started back to school, with great dread and fatigue. We will survive this.
My teaching partner pointed out to me today that we have 10 weeks of school left. Ten weeks and a lot of stuff to do in that time. OMG. And, we are organized. A well-oiled machine. I said, "why did you have to tell me that? Why?" The girls have to go longer. By the time they get out of school, I am almost done with summer classes.
Ten weeks. I did not need to hear that. I barely remembered to make the play dough. I thought of it in the middle of the night and make it after I made our lunches. Ugghh.
