For my Father
He worries, you know.

Had a nice talk with my principal today about the possibilities that are open to me for next year. There aren't many, but it's nice to know that he is behind me 110%. I am feeling much more relaxed about the whole deal, especially after clarifying things a little. It's all up in the air, but all the possible endings are ones I can live with.

And my cold is feeling better. I chased Mikey to the couch last night with what he politely called my "heavy breathing" (as if I don't already know that I snore like a chainsaw when I'm sick!), but I feel fine today. I can still breath through my nose several hours after the Sudafed should have worn off, so I think I'm on the mend.