I guess that would put it mildly. I’m exhausted because I volunteered all weekend at our school’s booth at the town fair. Don’t get me wrong, I had a blast… but now I’m paying for it. The big girl was sick today and my dear mother left work early to come and get her and take her to her house so we could both go to work. Tomorrow interim reports go home. Wednesday night is Family Math Night (of which I’m in charge) and I’m leaving Wednesday afternoon to go to NYC for my conference so I’m busy getting the entire thing ready now.
And, the worst news of all, my darling nephew-to-be has been diagnosed with cancer. My niece will be 26 in two weeks; he will be 30 next month. He has malignant melanoma and went through his second major surgery today in a week. Next week he starts chemo and radiation. This shouldn’t happen to anyone, much less a healthy, vigorous, young man. He is an Orleans Parish Criminal Sheriff Deputy… you know the ones that you saw pictures of standing on the interstate guarding the prisoners because the prison was under water??? That was him. They were supposed to get married on Leap Day. He will just be finishing his rounds of chemo and radiation then so they have had to postpone the wedding because he just won’t have the energy for any of it.
Life is just not fair.