In the words of my teenage students, Epic Fail.
I was *soclose* to posting every day this month; I still had a few amusing (to me) titles playing on the sound of the word 'may.'
I was so outrageously exhausted Saturday after my first day of walking around Portland (taking a class on Art & Architecture to complete my teaching certificate maintenance), I was incapable of lifting my body to attempt typing after dinner. Not to mention the only coherent thoughts running through my mind were "Must. sleep. So. sleepy. Sleep now."
Ditto Day 2.
I was out for 18 hours (8 a.m. - 5 p.m. each day) and walked 12.2 miles. In my rainboots and hastily-purchased-Friday-afternoon-for-$12.99-at-Goodwill unattractive-but-functional [I found out after 17 hours of downpour] raincoat.
The class was fun, despite the rain, and highly informative & interesting [slideshow coming soon]. I am hoping to use what I learned for teaching a Pacific NW history elective but in the meantime, I am planning to not move any of my muscles unnecessarily for a few more days.