We ended up holding the 8th grade recognition indoors, avoiding any need to worry about the weather, which made my day easier (and dryer) than it was originally supposed to be, and I’ve kind of been wandering around in a daze for the rest of the day, trying to convince myself that it’s Wednesday and despite feeling like my school year is over– because it is— I still have to go to work for the next few days. Like, tomorrow I have to go to work. It’s not Friday.
And somehow the evening has completely gotten away from me, and it’s 8:00 already, and … like, I had stuff I wanted to do tonight, damn it. I demand at least two of those hours back.