So much to do...

and such little time. You know how you sometimes have wished there were 30 hours in a day so that you could get more work done? Makes we wonder what would happen if this wish was granted.

Most likely, there would be more work piled up, more clean, washed clothes flowing out of the dryer begging to be folded and put away, more piles of papers pleading to be graded, more diapers to be cleaned, more grass to be cut. You get it! So I bow down to the 24 hours and pay obeisance to the six heavenly hours of sleep and drink a cup of fresh ginger tea to that.