I have found that my world changes in leaps and jumps. It goes along and no big deal, then all of a sudden something huge (for me) will happen. I try to keep things fairly boring, because, well I feel comfortable that way. I like peace and a certain amount of order.
Sometimes, well sometimes I jump. An example? Here's an extreme case - I married my ex-husband onthe 5th day that I knew him. Crazy, don't you think? This new thing is not as crazy, but it does involve a new man. I've got a new boyfriend. And he's a good one. In fact I talked about him not very long ago, right here. He is sweet and funny and nice and I've never met anyone who didn't love him.
Max and I have been other-kid-less since Friday morning, when everyone else left for Pismo. I hear that they are having fun and I hope to join them next time.
Kitty is missing the kids and she follows me all over the house. Her meow is loud and dramatic and very oh-poor-me! as she darts up and down the hallway. I'm not sure if she's confused or waiting for them. Today, I tripped over her as I carried Max from the bath. Now that sucked. For all of us.
Okay, all of a sudden I'm really tired and have nothing of interest to write. Darn. How did the end of the day sneak up so suddenly? It does have a habit of doing that.