Could Be Worse
Well, I’m not dead at least.
Unfortunately, I am buried. Buried in homework. So is Chris. We are buried in homework.
Also…also we have three kids whose parents are buried in homework. So, they run around looking for a hand sticking out from under a textbook to unwrap a pop tart, and they wear the same shirt more than one day in a row.
Yes, this is an SOS. Send babysitting and casseroles.
The semester will be over soon, and then…then, my friends…I will be a blogger again.
