First day of school

It's the first day of school.

I've been up since 5:00 a.m. after going to bed at midnight. Why, you ask? Well, naturally, because the BEST WAY to start out a new school year is with bloodshot eyes, a demeanor of quiet menace and a bitter interior monologue.

Yes, that should start things off well.

This is also the day of our first away volleyball game, which is fortunately only as far away as the nearby city -- maybe a twenty minute drive. Meelyn can drive there while I ride shotgun and contemplate how the ninety-three days that comprised our summer vacation went so quickly.