Not for Whit and I as a pair, but for each of us individually.
My roughness – I’ll leave that alone
Whit’s roughness – tough day which will lead to a tough rest of the school year. It makes me so frustrated for her. She is the most responsible person I know. She’ll be early to her own funeral – mark my words. But her stupid school can’t get their crap together and it results in emergency and panic for her. I hate that. She, more than anybody, deserves early information because she’ll budget her resources appropriately.
Mark my words, if she loses sleep because your process is crap, I’m coming after you. Period.