A little ode to almost.

Almost is not bad. In fact, it's actually, usually, pretty good.

Like when you say, I almost died of hunger...but I didn't. I didn't die of hunger. Instead, I lived!

Monday was the day I thought I would be finished grading. Instead, I am almost finished grading.

Or another way to put it is: the end of grading will actually happen on Tuesday.

Since I am no Pharisee, I made today a hybrid day. I graded, I cleaned, I worked out. Also, we ate leftover

Thai food. And I took a nap. That's because almost really set me free from the tyranny of I will or else. 

But tomorrow, I gotta. I really really gotta.