It’s That Time of the Year

I wish I was referring to the holidays.

Tomorrow there will be a meeting at 7:30 a.m. at the school. Sparring Partner and myself will be there. The fourth grade teachers will be there. The principal will be there. The school district’s psychologist will be there. And Doodicus will be there.

I should have wrote sooner, but honestly? I don’t know what to write anymore.