This week I managed to work twelve extra hours on top of my normal teaching gig.
Whew! I’m exhausted.
My sister’s coming over for dinner in a little while, so this is the best that you’re going to get out of me tonight. I leave you with a link to a favorite post from last year’s November extravaganza.
Here’s an excerpt from it:
I have a very active imagination and in boring lecture classes, I often daydreamed about possible future scenarios. Not once, and I mean NOT ONCE, did I ever imagine being a cop’s wife. Somehow, I glossed over that possible profession, probably because my subconscious knew that I was not cut out to be a Mrs. PoliceOfficer at that time. Even now, when I think about it, I wonder how I became a cop’s wife.