Sleepily Deprived

Spring Break is at present officially on the very tippy-top of my list of Things I Hate.  I know, “hate” is a strong word, but when you’re as stressed/excited/running full steam/exhausted as I have been of late, “hate” doesn’t feel nearly strong *enough.*  I’m not entirely certain just when  I became an old fuddy duddy…don’t get me…