Once upon a time when Raja was a tiny puppy and India was an 8-year old girl . . .
Like someone should pull my hair out for me. I am so tired and slightly deranged.
I've been working all day on organizing home school. I love home school. After it's organized.
It starts in two weeks. I will be gone one of those weeks.
I have two in high school, one in 7th grade, and one coming home from his mission and off to college again.
That means I have a lot of work to do.
It will be organized. It will be fun. I may find a small dog to pull my hair out for me first though.
Tomorrow, I may change my mind. Tomorrow. Tonight . . . that is how I'm feeling.