I was at school by 7 and taught until 12:15. That was immediately followed by parent-teacher conferences until 7:15. I do an obsessive number of conferences, because whenever I’m not with parents I volunteer to translate for other teachers. I missed my first grad school class of the evening to be there and now am in the second one until 10:30. By the end of conferences, I was so tired that I was tripping over my tongue trying to talk to parents. By this point in the day, I’m exhausted and I feel like collapsing and somehow I have to stay awake now and then wake up in the morning. It is a long day, but it’s nothing I haven’t done before. I’m terrified that if I’m falling apart like this, it might mean I’m getting sick. I cannot get sick. There are 12 school days until AIMS. I cannot get sick. Tomorrow is a half day and another day is Field Day, so really just 10 days. I cannot get sick. For the only time ever, I’m going to say that if I get sick, please let it be over a weekend.

That is exactly how I feel about wedding season right now. I have one more this weekend and then I have a break where I can actually get sick. My plea, is please let me never, never, never get sick on a Saturday.
I’ll cross my fingers for you if you cross for me