It's rainy in Sofia. And I have to work Friday night 4-8pm and Saturday 10-2pm.  <em>Parent conferences</em>. I eep telling myself it's okay. I had Thursday and Friday off last week for Thanksgiving. Still it's kind of hard to stomach.

Luckily, I don't teach too much on Fridays. But the bad news? I've got plenty of grading to do.

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I kind of think that it all balances out. Eventually. Only sometimes I am not so sure. Like when I am staring down an extra eight hours of work in a week.

So I'll try not to think about it. Instead, I'll think about Madrid.

That's much nicer.

Much, much nicer.

I mean, look at how great this breakfast was. Hot chocolate. Molten chocolate, really, and churros.

This was a great breakfast. Fried dough and chocolate. And I am not actually even a chocolate person. My whole life I've preferred white cake (vanilla if you will) to chocolate cake. However, this combination is pretty great.