It’s not that I don’t want to write a post tonight. But it’s 2:34 a.m. and I’ve just finished working . . . Monday nights are like this and end pretty late. My flickering Internet connection didn’t help things either.
This was a Three Nap Day, which is why I am not dozing with my head resting on my desk at this very moment. I had to take Grace to soccer camp, which started at 8:30 a.m., which is okay for those of you who are morning people, but we night creatures find 8:30 a.m. painfully early.
So after dropping her off, I came home and promptly took a nap.
I woke up in time to work a little, then picked her up and took her to lunch.
Then I came home and somehow took another nap.
At 2:15 p.m., I took the kids to the beach–Grace, Adam and his girlfriend and her sister. Sun, sand, waves, sparkling water, clear blue skies, occasional seagulls, frolicking children, and a book. I stationed us directly in front of a lifeguard station so I could read without worrying about one of my kids drowning. Grace had fun catching waves with her Boogie Board.
We finally gathered up our chairs and towels and buckets and flip-flops and headed to the van at 6:30 p.m. We went through the drive-thru at In-And-Out and arrived home a little after 7.
I took my final nap at 8:00 p.m.
Then I woke up and worked at 9 p.m.
All in all, it was a perfect summer day to spend at the beach.
I only wish I could tell you all about it but I’m too tired to write this post.