Today was a teacher's workshop day, with the students leaving at noon. Our meetings got out early, and I got home in time to do a little housework and take a short nap before the rest of the day happened. I picked up Hot Wheels cars and cowboy-and-Indian fighting men. Did a couple of loads of laundry before Meg got home. Halleluyah!
The grandchildren are with their father. The weekends are the only chance Meg and I have to recover from the rest of the week. Usually, we are both fairly dead, fairly early on Fridays. Today, because I got home early and got a 30-minute snooze, I still had some energy when Meg got home. We went out for a cheap Chinese buffet supper, then decided to do some errands, just to get them over today instead of having them bleed over into the next two days. We did some grocery shopping and errands until we ran out of steam.
I should go to bed, but need to tell so many that I am thinking of them. Mike will be a pall bearer at a funeral tomorrow. Adam is recovering from poison ivy on his face. Ryan is still reeling from his mother-in-law's death, with ramifications with his wife. Patrick thinks he is ready for "the box". Bruce's wife got a good report from the oncologist...and the HCARS group has come up with a new venue for Field Day, (we think). God bless and keep you all!
Nightie!
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