We've began our 2nd season here in Minnesota-road repair. And this time it's personal. My street is getting a complete makeover, and they started this mornings. Ordinarily I'd love this-they have after all been promising this since I've lived here. But this year not only am I a nurse on 3rd shift, but my son's school has deemed him "cured" of the need for their summer services-so I need keep this wonderful, sweet, autistic boy with a penchant for walkabouts and bizarre inventions on a fairly strict schedule, as well as keep track of his 3 siblings(though I'm mostly needed for rides for the older two). The gods have decreed that I don't need as much sleep as I think I do.
They're probably right.
