Bad day

Not a bad day.  I had a rotten day today.

It began as one of those days when all I wanted to do was stay home and play with my eight-year-old daughter.  My wife and I used to work together, our classrooms just two doors apart, but she is taking the year off to be with Clara, which leaves me on some mornings lamenting the loss of my wife at work and my daughter from my entire day.  As much as I enjoy teaching, I think that I could probably stay home with my daughter, playing with her...