...because it took me 90 minutes instead of 20 minutes to get home on the Metro last night, and I got a poor night's sleep and was cranky and irritable today. I tried very hard not to take it out on Rachel, though.
Her swim lesson was cancelled today, so I picked her up and we came right home. She is sniffling, so I told her we had to sit on the couch and cuddle. We ended up falling asleep! Drew had come home by then and made burgers on the grill. We had just enough time to eat and race to Toby's to get ice cream before they closed.
Then I read a magazine while Rachel read a book in bed, and then we cuddled, and THEN she wanted to read the Miffy books to me, and that's when I put my foot down that it was TIME FOR BED. She got pouty and difficult, so I came down here to write. Drew is at the gym, and Rachel just brought the Miffy books to me and said, "For tomorrow night," because I promised she could read them to me while we cuddled in the glider we moved into the study a couple of months ago.
As soon as I finish writing this, I need to finish up some freelance fact-checking, pay some bills (if I have the energy) and go to sleep. Then tomorrow: gardening in the early-morning hours before the heat gets unbearable (pulling weeds from the front of the house), showering, attending a presentation on Rachel's last day of Summer Laureates; swimming, more work, a manicure/pedicure/brow wax, then dinner (and bills if I don't get to them tonight).
I could use a vacation. Thankfully, we have one coming up.
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