A movie on TV.
Mother and 2 out 3 sons utterly pooped.
A restless night and a zestless day.
Son#2's nausea finally came to fruition (I'll spare you the details).
He and I drove to my office this morning to get my things so I can work from home.
Not that I've done anything yet.
The procrastination is evidence of my lack of motivation.
Son#1's lunch break is almost done.
Meanwhile the trees are emptying their leaves out onto the streets, and the awful realization has dawned that winter is now really on its way.
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The sooner winter enters, the sooner spring will come!
ReplyDeleteThat's far too Calvinistic, Roos! Why should we have winter in the first place? I'm driven by hedonism, it seems...
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