It is the last day of our eight-year national nightmare. Tomorrow the smart guy takes over and America suddenly will begin to care about the answer to that now infamous question "is our children learning?"
Dear god we can only hope so. It has got to get better. It just has to.
I am so tired that I can barely type. I know I have to do something with a nice thing I got from Robin, but I do hope she'll forgive me if I hold off until morning when I can be something closer to coherent about it. I am so beat it is not funny. I shoveled snow today for something like nine hours. My back hurts, my neck hurts, my hands hurt and little bits of me that I didn't know existed hurt. I'm going to take some advil/aleve/tylenol/whatever, drink a big glass of water and crawl into bed.