We went to the Children's Museum today- for five hours. There were probably only 200 people in the building, so we had reign of the place. Now we are all exhausted and I'm looking at a house that has been neglected since this time yesterday. How do nine people accomplish such a mess with so little effort? I must have forgotten to leave the key for the maid to come in and clean while we were away. What was I thinking?
Time to get off this chair, turn up the music and get it done. Then I'm going to read until I fall asleep. I just started "Of Plymouth Plantation" by William Bradford. Teaching elementary history has expanded my horizons. Tomorrow will be a much brighter day if I don't step on cheese first thing in the morning.