Need a Drink

Other than my calorie bomb of a coffee, I mean. Need a diet soda.

There was that little store, Suds and Soda, on the way here. I know I’ve been in there at least once when we lived in Newmarket.

I’m home now, from OT. I’ve got my diet soda.

It was an okay day. There’s not much more that I can say about it. Except that in 10 work days, it’s going to be very, very, very, very unnervingly quiet. In my estimation.

I unintentionally dressed exactly like a female version of one of the men today. I hope he didn’t notice.

That’s pretty much it. Shane is super cuddly, the kids are getting along, all is well right now, I guess.

Mostly.