Even in Australia

One of my favorite stories from growing up was Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, and let's be honest, I still get it out and read it over every so often. Poor Alexander has one of those days where seemingly anything that can go wrong does. From not getting the toy surprise in his cereal box to having to wear his railroad train pajamas to bed. Nothing that day went Alexander's way.

Last week, I didn't just have ONE of those days, I had several, all in a row, 6, to be exact. Last week was, in a word, rotten. In retrospect, it really wasn't that any one thing was all that horrid, but when you added all the bad things up it became one of my worst weeks ever. It started with teething, feverish baby and a massive lack of sleep on Sunday night and ended Friday night with our computer completely crashing due to a corrupted hard drive. In between there were extra meetings, two late night School Open Houses, bad classes, worse classes, zany students and staff, and a teething, feverish, and sick baby. Needless to say by Saturday, I was at my wit's end!!

In the story, Alexander keeps threatening to move to Australia. Only to discover in the end that his mom says, "Some days are like that, even in Australia". My solution was to seriously contemplate packing everything into the car, driving to Iowa, and living in my parents basement. Of course, my parents still can't drive down their street due to construction, the basement would need a lot of work, and oh yeah, I guess we wouldn't have any source of income, but it really didn't seem like a bad idea at the time!

So I had my "escape" all planned out in my head, but yesterday the sun rose again, Graham finally felt better, and the Hawkeyes pulled out an amazing victory! Sure enough things are turning around, at least I hope. So for now, I guess I will stay put and just remind myself that "Some weeks are like that, even in Iowa."