Today I got up at 4:00 a.m. to grade papers, then drove up to the Next County for class. I do this every Friday, but this time was different because we have our annual motorcycle festival going on. This meant that we were lined up on the shoulder for miles before we could exit: the off ramp was too crowded. I spent fifteen minutes there, waiting, with bikers behind me playing Elvis Presley loudly and of course making loud flatulent noises with their motorcycles.

It took me over an hour to get home. I missed an interview in the course of that drive.

However, people paid us today, just in time for #1 daughter to move into her pretty single girl apartment. And to pay tuition, of course.

I didn’t finish all my work, so I’ll have to work tomorrow, but I got a lot done, and after 12 hours of work I quit for the evening. It’s a beautiful evening. I’m going to read and work on #2 son’s sweater.