Time for my Tuesday Routine.
Plunk on couch. Watch Judging Amy.

Make sure the schoolwork is all lined up for tomorrow. (I've turned the lesson plan book over to Rick, instead of transcribing each days work. This has streamlined things considerably.)

Pray.

Get some sleep. (As if the nap before dinner wasn't enough!)

Prepare for work tomorrow. It's weird working in more or else the same place but doing different things with different people. (Thank heavens I negotiated nibbling rights' in the Rectory kitchen. I could hang out there for half an hour and feel back to normal.) The overall weirdness quotient was greatly increased by the tornado/disaster drill that the school had (and the Religious Ed. office is in the school building) which culminated with the DRE, his administrative assistant and me standing in the private bathroom of the office until the all-clear was sounded. Talk about your uncomfortable work/social situations. Everybody seems a little hyper, worrying about imminent disaster. Actually, this time of year - in Illinois - we're getting to the point when tornados present more danger than elusive 'bombs.' But we're used to the concept of tornados.....they're a known quantity. And as deadly as they are, we accept them as part of life in the Midwest.