We meet with the school principal tomorrow afternoon.
The teacher will be there.
My husband will be there.
My notebook full of detailed infractions will be there.
I am strangely calm about this now, but I hate and avoid confrontation so things may change by 2 p.m.
And after that my mother-in-law will be here.
The sun will come out. Tomorrow. And hopefully tomorrow, I will have something positive to tell you.
Day One Hundred Eighty-Six
23 hours ago