I’m getting there, folks. Got home from Back to School Night and worked on a draft. Everyone in the house is asleep and we all have to get up and do it again in 6 hours. My eyes are closing against my will. My dinner, eaten too late, sits like a lump in my guts. My racing mind is out of sync with my collapsing body. Luckily, my hair looks fantastic.
See you tomorrow
The Friendly Pedant by Mrs. Odie 
Next year will be so much easier with the little one a bit older. I could have written this last year starting back.