hey, there's sand in my dirty clothes hamper

it's hard enough to come home from hawaii to 20 degree temperatures and air that is thicker than soup--i even had to use isaac's nebulizer and give myself a breathing treatment--that's how bad the air is.  it's hard enough to come home and have piles of wash to do and christmas decorations to take down and put away, but when i get to the bottom of that dirty clothes hamper and find sand--that's hard.  but there are bright spots to coming home.  evan texted and said he was 3 for 3 for classes today--he loved them all.  caroline, jake and sam didn't miss much and there grades are good.  isaac is breathing way better than i am.  and i'm getting my sports fix, even if it is just basketball.  craig is the only one in a hole, a deep one, at work.  looks like long days for the next few weeks.