If people tell you that the penultimate week of the semester is a breeze, do not believe them. It's the opposite. Just the other day I was thanking my lucky stars for a semester with so little conflict and drama and trouble. We were all healthy, the house was okay aside from the furnace going out, etc. But this penultimate week has brought my NAPO to a halt, stalled my projects, snarled my to-do list, and basically un-rocked my world. Hoping things look up, and quick.