BD has a work thing tonight so I was on my own all day. I know I only have one kid. I KNOW being alone for one day is NOTHING compared to what some moms do. I know. Nonetheless, I always dread days like this. Much to my surprise, today was easy. We had enough going on to keep us busy, but not so much that I'm worn out. However. When BD walks in the door I fully intend to play the pity card and sing a different tune. Hey, I'm not proud of this, but I'm laying it all on the table here.
I found the blog of someone I once met. And by "found" I mean clicked through when a friend sent me a link saying READ THIS NOW. I feel a teensy bit of guilt reading this blog which is so clearly meant for her family and friends, but it's on the INTERNET. I wonder if she thinks it's private? Or if she doesn't care? I may or may not have it in my reader. Go ahead and judge me.
Okay, it was seven