This week felt pretty good. I'm getting more smiles instead of just stares, and kids at the open house last night said that they are enjoying Of Beetles and Angels, which is a good way to start the term for them and me.
I'm so tired. Late nights waiting for my husband to get home from work have kept me from getting my eight. By the time I've danced through first and third hour as hard as I can, there's not much left by three o'clock, and I still have so much planning to do.