We graduate our seniors on May 22. Finals start tomorrow. I have first read for my next show, The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, Abridged, on Monday. I have a dozen or so papers still to grade from my class of 68 students, and I have make up projects to grade. It is rainy, so there is no excuse to go outside and work in the garden or watch the bees, or even mow the lawn. I should buckle down and finish all I need to do. Unfortunately, all I want to do is curl up on a comfy couch and knit, take a break and read a little, then go back to knitting.
My eldest son had HS freshman orientation last night. My husband took him and they got as far as the front door of the HS before the panic hit and our son ran over to the track. It took my dear husband nearly half an hour to convince him to leave there. Needless to say, they did not make it to orientation. My son's autism often manifests itself as social anxiety disorder. Not unusual, but it makes life very tricky.
Thinking in Color
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