I can breathe!

The essays are finished and turned in.  There’s absolutely nothing that I can do but sit and worry.  I still second-guess myself on everything, but what’s done is done.  Usually I just worry about making an “A” but this is pass or fail.  Graduate or not.  But now I can breathe for at least one night.  That is until I face all the stuff that has been neglected for the past week.  At least tomorrow is an inservice day at school.  No kids.  And I’m going to have lunch with Matthew. 

Now I’m going to try to figure out how to get to sleep tonight.  I should be exhausted, but even after a glass of wine, I don’t feel sleepy.  Now I wish I didn’t have the wine because I really want to take an ambien.  Maybe I’ll take out my Kindle that I have used for a week and do some reading.  I think I’ve earned the right.