You know that feeling when you’ve promised someone you’ll do something and then the time comes and you REALLY REALLY REALLY don’t want to do it? But you still have to? I hate that feeling. And I don’t want to do it. But I will.
I did, and it was fine.
You know what I love? Three-day weekends. I LOVE three-day weekends. Even when they’re full of stuff to do (calculus quiz) and errands to run (too many to count), that extra day gives me SO much time. I don’t feel rushed. I love that. All weekends should be three days long.
You know what else is fun? Updating your Amazon wish list. It’s like following all those links and getting lost in Wikipedia, except you’re finding stuff you want to buy.
And you know what ELSE? A cooking brisket is one of the best smells in the world. And there’s only about half an hour left before we can eat. I’m not sure John is going to last that long.