Friday night! It doesn't get much better than that. I'm pretty content. The Offspring are watching cat videos and the Husband is trying to solve the mystery of President Kennedy's death through documentaries. I'm "watching" with him but mostly am snoozing.
Today was all around pretty good. I dragged myself to the gym at 4 am and the Offspring woke up fairly cooperative. Friday is potluck day at work, and I didn't eat a donut so you can rest assured that the Age of Miracles has not come to an end.
I haven't had a piece of bread since Sunday so if you see me in real life, be sure to tell me I look forty pounds lighter. That's how it should work - if you pass by a box of donuts and don't take one, ten pounds should disappear. *sigh* If only.
I had a dream the other night that I was being chased by an English muffin. It was a giant, delicious buttery muffin with legs, but I got away. When I told the Husband laughed and laughed. It was oddly scary but not terrifying. Bread, man.
Believe it or not, my Sister is still here. I'm kind of stoked about that. She's gone all weekend which is kind of a bummer but then again I REALLY need to write a paper for grad school. My plan is to duck out at some point tomorrow and knock out some serious work. Fingers crossed.
i hope you are someplace cozy with people you love.
Keep moving forward,