I’m in the upstairs bedroom, door locked, while M and the boys are downstairs. M is watching CSI and the boys are playing on the computer. I’m hung over after four or five Heinekens last night. Plus, I haven’t worked out since Thursday morning, I sat in meetings most of the last three days, and today’s temps barely reach zero. Bleh. Maybe I’ll sweat the alcohol out later on the elliptical.

This morning has been ok. S and I hung out at basketball this morning. I wanted to read Murakami while he played but ran into a friend and did the dad-chat instead. After hoops S and I hit the supermarket. We picked up sun chips (I could eat two bags in a row if left unchecked), tortillas, etc. We also hit snagged cat food at the pet store. M and T left for his turn at hoops after we returned. Dan and I talked on the phone while S and N lego-played upstairs.

The last couple days, however, sucked. I can’t imagine how people sit in meetings all day. I’d kill myself. Thursday morning we had a three hour speech on transitions. I know the presenter, he’s a decent guy, but his presentation could have been summed up in about fifteen minutes. Yesterday I sat in on a workshop on mentoring new teachers through the certification process. I thought the presenter was pretty strong, actually, but I wasn’t in the mood. Since the presentation ran in my building I snuck upstairs to my office about every fifteen minutes. Last night I needed the beers. Trust me.

Ok, more later, when I’m not hung over. At least the sun is out.