I learned tonight in my grad class that a nearby county always has a teacher workday the day after Halloween. They came to grad class a little less frazzled than those of us who tried to monitor the wild rumpus of the wild things on sugar and excitement. I was jealous. Then I realize it means I would have missed out on hearing the stories of trick-or-treating, details about costumes, and the hilarious-to-only-a-first-grader recounts of incidents on the candy trail.
Still, I'm tired.