...Not literally. I didn't drink, but man, I am too old. I am just beat from last night. And Christine hasn't even gotten out of the airport. She is flying standby and every last flight is full. I am waiting by the phone to go pick her up. And she has finals tomorrow. Lovely.
Oh, and I had the wrong day for the IEP meeting. It is tomorrow, not today. Now I don't know if the Matthew's Center people can come, I had to call Kindercare and reschedule. I am pulling my hair out.
The concert itself was great. Yet another wonderful evening of revisiting my adolescence.
More later, once I figure out what is going on with my trapped-in-the-airport niece...
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