TUESDAY: Get up with Child because Husband is sick and didn't. At work: AM: Write Victorian Literature exam. Lunch: Department meeting. I make a proposal and explain why it makes sense both logistically and ideologically, and it passes unanimously. I love it. PM: Grade stuff and deal with a Registrar's office issue. Wish I had gotten through a little more than I did, but I'm on track for where I need to be. (My goal is to have everything OTHER THAN my exam graded by the time I give the exam.) 3--Pick up Child. A little downtime and food. Mom calls and tells Child and I to get on the phone at the same time. Child asks why and I say I don't know, but I think I have an idea. My Mom tells me not to have an idea so I won't be disappointed if I'm wrong. She then tells me one of my cousins' wife is pregnant...with twins! She's 3 months along, so they are announcing it now. Wow!!! Happy for them. [Though Mom was right: I was thinking it would be my sister. Although thinking it over now, my sister would probably call me herself.] Get Child ready for dance. 5-8:30--Child at dance. I write in diary, watch, and read. I'm going to repeat what I probably say every time I watch: Child is getting pretty good at ballet and tap, but struggles with hip-hop. I think she does better with a dance form with a very defined vocabulary of steps and actions. Home. More food. Put Child to bed. Unfortunately, over the course of the day, my right ear and the gland on the right side of my throat have started to bother me. (The ear in fact announced itself as a possible problem the day before, but I ignored it.) I'm also doing a little sneezing. Something is not right. I really do not have time for illness right now, plus Husband is still SO sick. (Day 51!) I decide that maybe allergies are involved, and maybe changing the sheets will help. So Husband does that. BONUS: Fresh sheets feel nice!