Can I stay home tomorrow?
Today was TOO long. We got up before 5:30, left the house by 6:30, so we could get downtown in time to have some breakfast before the conference started at 8:30. We got there with time to spare, which was nice. I hate being late. But the rest of the day took FOREVER. And I couldn’t even leave once it was over for the day. John had to get to class, so I waited for Wendy to finish up. We didn’t leave until around 6:15 or 6:30. And traffic was awful, so it was 8 o’clock before I got home. Thankfully, Christina was able to swing by after she got off work to let the dogs out, so I didn’t come home to any disasters. Thanks, Christina!
I’m just so very tired, and poor John is even worse shape. I don’t know how he’ll manage to stay awake during class tonight. Tomorrow will start the same, but hopefully we won’t go as late.
My eyes are not staying open (and I really don’t want to relive my day as I look for something to write about. It wasn’t that much fun.), so I’m going to bed. I’ll let the dogs come upstairs with me. I always let them come up on nights John is away. They love it. Then John gets home, they go rushing downstairs to greet him, and they don’t really notice that he doesn’t let them back up. (They’re not very bright. But they are adorable.)