You'd think as the school year wound-down, things would start to slow down. Oh, no. We're picking up speed in a race to the finish line, both literally and figuratively. Yesterday I accompanied the softball team to Houma for the first round of the playoffs. They lost. This afternoon, the baseball team has their last home game, so it's Senior Night. The game was supposed to be tomorrow, but we're running against predicted thunderstorms tomorrow, so they decided to play it today. PawPaw pulled on his boots yesterday morning at 0600, pulled them off at 2230. It was a long day and today promises to be another long day. Not as long as yesterday, but certainly over 12 hours.
We're picking up speed heading to the end of the school year. There's still theater, athletic banquets and all the other impedimentia to the end of the school year. This time of year it's tough being the school-house cop. Not for the demands of the police work, just the sheer number of hours that the school is open.