If I weren’t married I’d be such a freak. Abby’s off at some teacher conference today and most of tomorrow, and the lack of a semi-stable spouse really throws me for a loop.
I ate lunch at 12:30, two hours later than normal. Usually I eat lunch when Abby comes home on her lunch break, which works out pretty nicely. But since she didn’t come home, I kept working until I realized I was hungry, then kept working until I finished what I was doing. Same thing happend for dinner, which meant I didn’t start dinner until 7:00. But I did make dinner