Glad to be home
Well, after this weekend, I can honestly say that I'm not sure if I want children. Those children are migraines, I tell you. In fact, I ran into my aunt Joleen (not their mom, just another aunt) at the Wawa on my way home (I desperately needed coffee), and I didn't even see her at first, and I apologized and said I was out of it, I had just come from baby-sitting David and Cecelia (my cousins) all weekend, and she looked at me and said, "Ah. Say no more."
But I'm $100 richer, so I guess I can't complain too much.
But now I can just relax. I plan on having a nice big bowl of Peanut Butter Puffins and possibly catching up on my journal and my reading. I'm still trying to get through Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. The trial has just begun, so maybe the story will pick up here. I hope. I've been reading this book since Christmas. Anyone who knows me knows that is very unlike me to be reading the same book nearly two months later, normally I breeze through books like tissues. But I did read several books in between this book. But now I'm concentrating on this book and this book only.
I'm very much looking forward to doing absolutely nada tomorrow.
But I'm $100 richer, so I guess I can't complain too much.
But now I can just relax. I plan on having a nice big bowl of Peanut Butter Puffins and possibly catching up on my journal and my reading. I'm still trying to get through Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. The trial has just begun, so maybe the story will pick up here. I hope. I've been reading this book since Christmas. Anyone who knows me knows that is very unlike me to be reading the same book nearly two months later, normally I breeze through books like tissues. But I did read several books in between this book. But now I'm concentrating on this book and this book only.
I'm very much looking forward to doing absolutely nada tomorrow.