I was in second grade again today. More math, but the work was review this time. To tell the truth, the day is kind of a blur to me. I don't remember much, though it was an easy schedule. The kids were gone over three hours at various specials.
I'm tired. Saturday, I saw a midnight movie with Epalg (Reservoir Dogs --- very visceral). Monday, I went to dinner with 74, Zaftig and their baby. Tuesday, I went back to the very same restaurant and had the exact same dish (chicken tacos on corn tortillas -- very authentic-Mex) with Epalg this time. Tonight, I went to the Hangout with the Friar. Early mornings, on my feet the work day, then filled evenings, and I don't sleep much or well anyway.
Friar and I talked a bit about whether I should move to a duplex-type place with a yard or stay here and save money and, once I find out what my job situation will be next year, buy a house for about the same monthly expense.
The latter plan is good, especially if I could get Mr. Hangout (real-estate mogul as well as bar owner) to help find a good deal. Of course, the plan's also predicated on the assumption that I'll live to enjoy a house. And remember the old adage: when we make an assumption, we make an ass out of u and mption.