Wednesday closings so far:  a library, and a Meals on Wheels program, and some liquor commission training seminars.  All in other parts of the state.

I should want to have the last class happen, for those two sections in which the speech center of my brain never functions.  I should want to undo all that in one final master performance.  I should at least want to hold an in-class review.

…I shouldn’t still be fighting my way through these treacherous icebergs of uncorrected crap!

This, too, shall pass.  That’s the ultimate comforting message of Death from the Skies!