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.