Humdrum and humble

It's one of those days. It's kind of slow in the WC right now (I'm sure it's slow in the water closet too). I'm tired...sleepy really. My eyes are burning (I should consider putting those reading glasses to use once in a while). Every time I try to read for class, I feel like I need to pull out the kindergarten mat and take a nap. I keep trying to get our facilitator to stock up on those mats, but so far I've been unsuccessful. I'm also pushing for a microwave and mini-fridge. Again...no success. There may be a break room in the writing center's future though, but I won't be here to enjoy it.

So, in about a month, I'll be on the road to Memphis (isn't that a song? -- or is it Walking in Memphis?) Millington, to be precise. Who's coming to visit? -- We'll drive three hours and visit Nashville's replica of The Parthenon. I guess we can go to Graceland too (it's really not all it's cracked up to be). Part of me can't wait to get out of the stinkin' desert and back with my peeps. The other part of me is sad to leave the fabulous people I've met here. (If it were up to me, I'd go back to San Diego.)

So, my daughter and her fiancé left yesterday. They weren't supposed to leave until today, but he wanted to get back to see about two job offers. Flying standby made it easier to leave early. It was so good to see her, and I really hope that she's doing all right. I guess I'll find out soon. Her fiancé seems really nice, did I mention? Too nice. I hope it's because he was raised by his grandma.

Okay...have a tutee...'Til Wednesday...TTFN!