I was right to loathe this morning. It was complicated by a bout with the allergies. And then by needing to rush to Shelby's fencing so that I could get the kids fed as Darby had a make-up piano lesson on the opposite side of town right after Shelby's fencing. It was after 8:30 when we got home, but fortunately Darby did homework while Shelby was fencing and Shelby did homework while Darby was pianoing. We still made it to bed by 9:20. It all sucked, but it certainly could have been worse.