I know that only I can save me.

The next few days of my life are going to be crazy busy, even though the holidays are starting oh-so-soon. Let's look at my itinerary.

Tomorrow - Last day of teaching. Quizzes for all. That's how I roll. Then, it's a late night at school with the talent show dress rehearsal which, as I learned last year, is always a disaster. However, a disastrous rehearsal means a great show.

Friday - Shortened classes. Talent Show. Staff Luncheon. Student Council Christmas dinner.

Saturday - Morning: manicure, pedicure, facial.

Afternoon: birthday party for a 2-year old.

Evening: birthday party for a 28-year old.

Sunday - Depending on the weather, I might get a car and drive Miss Rilo to St. Ratford as a Christmas surprise for my parents. They keep saying "oh, I wish Rilo could come here for the holidays." I actually have a friend driving me back to the city, so taxi-ing Rilo one way for the holidays wouldn't be too bad. Again, it's all dependent on the weather which is looking iffy already. If the weather sucks, I might have a day of rest, and Mathew can cat-sit his god-cat while I'm in St. Ratford.

Monday - In the morning, I have a foot doctor appointment. Gotta milk my benefits before the end of the calendar year. I'm hoping for a nice free pair of boots out of it. In the afternoon, I have lunch planned with a bunch of friends.

Tuesday - Dentist appointment in the morning, probably packing my stuff in the afternoon, and then the Basement Revue at the Dakota Tavern with Jason Collett in the evening. Guess which part of this day I'm looking forward to the most??

Wednesday - I will take the train to St. Ratford for a few days of rest. Who am I kidding? I won't get much rest. Already my days are looking quite booked up. Oh well, at least my family is small and our Christmases are relatively quiet.

I have given up on the idea of getting my marking mostly finished before the holidays. I'm going to have to schedule a few marking sessions into my holiday schedule. I have no motivation to pick up a pen right now. Also, in the midst of those busy days above, I'll have to get my place into a presentable condition. I hate coming home to a mess after a trip. At least my Christmas shopping is almost done. I just have two more presents left to buy. Plus birthday presents for those parties on Saturday. Thank goodness I live near a Shopper's Drug Mart. It's the best place for last minute gifts.

Anyway, I could wash dishes, I could do laundry, but instead I'm going to curl up in bed with the book I'm reading. It's called "The Little Stranger" and it's written by Sarah Waters. I tried to read a different book by her a couple years ago, and I couldn't get into it. However, I came across this one at my neighbourhood library, and it looked good, so I picked up. It's delightfully gothy; the setting is a run-down English country mansion post-WWII. It seems haunted. I love it so far.

Hope you are all staying sane amidst the holiday craziness.

p.s. Someone from school sent me this cartoon because they thought I'd like it. I seriously guffawed when I saw it. Nerd.