I survived!

I survived!

I survived Zarek’s birthday party.  (Tomorrow is his 9th birthday.) Well, more like a mini-party.  He had 3 of his bestest ( I can use that word if I want to, Favorite Teacher Who Cringes at Bad Grammar) friends.  All boys.  Eight and Nine year old boys.  Hyper 8 and 9 year old boys.  Hyper, loud 8 and 9 year old boys.  Hyper, loud and very active 8 and 9 year old boys.  Who decided that their bedtime should be 4:00am.  Luckily, I got to send them all home this morning.  Their parents have to deal with the fall-out this weekend.  (In all honesty, these kids are all really good kids.  I cannot imagine if they were boys that I either did not like or who were obnoxious.)

For some odd reason I have a headache this morning.

Even stranger, my Xanax seems to be running low this afternoon.

Must be a coincidence.  Right?

At least I have a year to recover.


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