Today has just been a day. I’ve just been working. A little slower than most days, but still working. I’ve enjoyed the relative quiet and less hustle and bustle of the normal Thursday. I can’t even tell it’s a holiday, to be completely honest with you.
My dinner idea was overturned, so we’re having something less exciting that we usually have on any other given night, which kind of bummed me out even more. But I guess that is what I should have expected living with a controlling human being such as my husband. Not like he would’ve had to do anything anyway. So, another boring dinner for another boring night…in my [outwardly] boring life.