I drove my husband to the church where he planned to meet his ride to the airport.
I went to two thrift stores to find snow pants for the high school play.
I worked for four hours (or so).
I picked up my son from high school.
I took an eight minute nap.
I stopped by the pet store and bought dog food, forty-four pounds of it.
I delivered my daughter to youth group at the church.
I went to Costco for provisions.
I beat two levels on Candy Crush while waiting for youth group to end.
I picked up my daughter.
We watched Survivor together.
I worked three and a half more hours.
And now, having absolutely nothing to talk about and being unable to stop yawning, I’m heading to bed.
