Who else gets that Sunday feeling? It comes on later in the afternoon. It is a pit in the stomach. That feeling that something is just not quite right- that feeling of doom. Right about that time you realize your backpack has yet to be opened and it must be opened as you have papers to grade and lessons to plan. Yuk. But there is still laundry to fold, meals to plan, (and meals to clean up) and books to be read and games to be played. And floors to be vacuumed and lunches to be made. And showers to take and homework to check over. And comments to make and a slice to write…and we are out of half and half for our coffee tomorrow morning. Going to the store….