Yesterday I went to work on 6 hours of sleep (for me that's significant sleep deprivation mode), and was there for 12 hours. Yup. 12 hours. Now I understand that lots of people have to work 12-hour days, but not me, at least not usually. We had our Open House last night, and I just felt like a run-around-machine trying to get everything done in preparation for it. Everything did get done, though, and it was only slightly annoying that half the parents and their kids showed up twenty minutes early (before I had changed my clothes or set up the food tables). But the potluck dinner was yummy, their artwork looked fabulous (I picked up their pottery on my lunch break, bought frames while they were rehearsing, and framed their monoprints yesterday at 5:45), and their nervousness on stage may have affected the quality of their music performance, but not the charm. So it was a success. And at 9:00 I left to go home.

I got a very nice shoulder rub from Sean, though, after the blind chocolate taste test I set up for him. For his birthday I bought him ten bars of different kinds of chocolate (some plain, some with different stuff in them), so last night we had a taste test to see if he could figure out what was what. That was fun.

Anyway, this morning at 8:30 I was preparing to leave for work, thinking I had plenty of time because my kids were in Aikido from 9 to 10, and I got a message from Liz in the office saying the Aikido teacher was sick and she hoped I was on my way (it's a 45 minute drive from my house). When I called her back from the car at 8:40, she said my ears must be burning, because one of my sets of parents was there for our conference. Yikes!

So it was semi stressful, but now it's all over! Yay!

Off to a concert with my students now! And I don't even know what it's going to be! Yoiks!