I woke up this morning. Thursday morning. The last time I left the house was Monday. I need to get out more. I have been outside. I went for a walk yesterday. I've been in the yard to play with Jackson, but I don't really consider that "leaving the house". So, I gave myself a commute, again. I loaded the boys in the car and drove through Starbucks drive thru. I filled the car up with gas. I returned our library books. I did everything I could think to do that didn't involve getting in and out of the car. There was a time when they were both doing their high pitched squealey scream thing they do. I turned the volume up on the radio, took a big drink of my tall decaf java chip frap and imagined I was in Hawaii.
Eric has softball tonight. His game is at 9:00. He isn't coming home before the game, so that means I'm on my own with Jack all night. Maybe we will go out to eat? On Daddy's tab? I have no plans for the weekend either. I was originally going to go to a Canvas and Cocktails class on Sunday, but they were sold out, so I rescheduled it for August 13. Anyone want to go out Friday night?
I wish I got paid to blog. That way I'd be making money right now.... Just sayin'.