It's been awhile and I have a lot to catch up on, but 6:12 am after a near sleepless night is not the time for blogging... why was my night nearly sleepless you ask? Well, it's amazing how an 11pm email from the assistant principal asking me to "stop by sometime today" because she has "some questions" can send me into a panic. I know, I know, I'm obviously overreacting. It's probably nothing. But why do I still feel like a kid that's been summoned to the principal's office?
I wonder how old I will have to be before I stop feeling like I'm the kid and everyone else is the grown up.