I’m “Single” Again
The ex picked up the kids at 8, and I am now trying to get motivated to actually do something. I’m lonely. I miss the boys — if they were coming home tonight, it wouldn’t be so bad; but I won’t see them until tomorrow night. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Okay. Whinging over. I have a list of things to do today, and I really should get on with them. I just don’t wanna. What I wanna do is have someone else do all the stuff while I lounge about in the hammock (which I don’t yet have), read a book, and get served scintillating gourmet meals on tastefully arranged trays.
Of course, I might be more motivated if I hadn’t stayed up until 3 this morning doing laundry. Which was stupid. But the kids’ church clothes were all dirty and I had to have them ready.
Well, I’m off to tackle the laundry and housecleaning.