letter

at the end of my dream I was reading a letter and I thought I knew it so well that I would remember the whole thing, but I did not! The letter was a note to parents to see if they could start a yard sale table + more.

Michelle driving down the street in a gold car.

My class needed to get expanding strings (expanding when placed in water) and then wrap them on metal pipe-like things. Then they had to swing them and jump over them. I had to grade them and give them their reports. No peeking at others' grades!