We're both incredibly drained-- first week of school, followed by all the emotions of 9/11. I put in a good 3 hours or so yesterday on schoolwork-- mostly NHS, then went in to school for another hour or so today to Xerox. Even mass this morning sang all the hymns we sang at every single one of the funerals we were at last year. I've been day teary eyed on and off all day. I just have no energy. It's nothing a good night's sleep won't heal, but I'm wiped out. That said, we have 3 kids and they need dinner. Peter was asleep on the couch when I passed by about half an hour ago. He just came downstairs, and told me he was running to KFC to pick up dinner. He is the best husband a woman could ask for.