Add a flu-riddled dance teacher, a facility which was also hosting a swim meet and a wrestling match, 45-minute searches for parking, runaway eyelash glue, and the knowledge that WE HAVE TO DO IT ALL AGAIN TOMORROW, and you will know why I (a) spent the entire day saying "Om Shanti" under my breath and (b) will not be blogging again until Monday or possibly Tuesday or possibly July 10, 2032.
I would go take a hot bath, except falling asleep in the tub is bad form.
