This time of year, I need to send the school district an educational plan for the next school year and a narrative summary of the last.  Normally, it’s a day of aggravation.  Today it’s been a day or aggravation with a night of hand-breaking to come.  Yep.  My printer is broken, dead, and I now have to print a six-typewritten page.  Ugh!  Then send it out.  I hate this time of year.  I hate the waiting too.  There is no reason to worry about their approving my request to homeschool next year, but I always do.  Then I receive the approval, breathe a sigh of relief and not think or deal with them for another year.  Can’t wait until that feeling comes.