Congratulations and good luck with tomorrow. Our library is closed this week.
Unngh.
My Favorite Daughter began to text me around 1840 telling me she was sending a package and that it will be here a week from tomorrow. Godiva chocolate truffles. There was some other small talk and after almost 30 minutes of nothing, I sent her a text asking if it was OK to go back to sleep.
Nothing. So I’m ready to put the mahjong away and get some sleep and there she is, telling me that she and her SO have to be tested for COVID because someone at work has it and no one told FD and SO for three days.
Life is good. :o|
Now I’m going to go comb my head and wash my face off and get busy in the kitchen, even though I don’t feel like moving from this spot.