Tuesday… *sigh*

So many things I want to say/write about seeing him, but I’ll wait and pummel the ear of the unlucky bastard (read friend or family) I speak to next.

But I’ve been quiet. As I am wont to do when I feel extra sad.

I’m sitting here trying to muster up a teeny tiny bit of motivation to get my tax stuff done. The kids are in bed, the dog is snoring on the floor beside me, and the refrigerator is humming. It’s nice. I don’t want to disturb the moment.