Well, I do have work I should be doing . . . but instead I'm playing "what if?" Today - after another rather harrowing drive to work - I'm playing, "What if we moved to Lansing?" So I've been shopping for houses . . . not a whole lot to choose from, although there are a few out in the suburbs that appeal to me.

I suppose I should go do something.

I do feel as if I'm falling off the edge of the semester, here. Only two more weeks before portfolios, so students are revising now, which is less work for me. (And I'm embracing the "less-work" concept this morning.) Today, though, isn't relaxing: I have a meeting that runs until 7 pm, so I'm here for the long haul and I'm not looking forward to it.

Ah, well. Perhaps I'll go do some Christmas shopping, or something . . . or maybe I'll, like, do work . . .