The Next Day

Ah, Friday at last. Not that it really matters. When your kids are grown and gone, every day is pretty much like the last.

I was hoping I'd be able to think of something cute and clever to say, but, alas, I didn't really do much of anything today ~ a little shopping, a little laundry, a visit to my kids.

It's 8 p.m. now, and I should be writing. I generally run errands and clean house in the afternoon and write at night, usually from now until midnight or so. Hope your day has been more exciting than mine!

Mandy