What?! 👍

My eyes are playing tricks on me, must be.

I thought I saw Evan at the backside of extruding. It’s only 8:30, though.

I dunno. That dude has crazy hours. It could’ve been him. How many well-dressed, dark-haired, medium height men are there, really, around here? Not too many. I mean, not with that particular gait or skin tone.

I have an idea for the summer that would eliminate the need for childcare. I don’t want to say what it is here, because it’s definitely something I should discuss with Derek, first. He is sensitive about sometimes not knowing things until he reads them on my blog.

I can understand that. The thing is, it’s not purposeful. I think it is a result of ADHD and poor planning. Sometimes I forget to mention important information, like, we’re going to need to do more laundry this afternoon for Aislyn’s bedding because her clean sheets didn’t get all the way dry in the dryer.

Or other, more significant things in the past that I can’t remember, like maybe I accepted a job where I might have to work some Saturdays or something like that.

Anyway, I think it might be a good idea—for the summer—if we put on our flexible brains to consider it. I’m just not sure if there might be unintended consequences from making a change.

So we’ll have to talk about it later.

I’ve got to go. I’m trying to be more accurate about my fifteens. I just feel like I should be. Everyone else is.

See you. 😊❤️