Kids up who knows when. Me sleeping in a tad. Guess I needed it.
Coffee made last night and into that bloody tumbler. Feel like I should be typing but using phone to record thoughts. One of the many, many imperfections of this imperfect writer. Don’t get me started, though I’m sure I’ve already started some people.
One more look at….. not saying it. Change subject. To anything. These two kids loosing their littleness by the day, minutes. Work faster, I tell myself.
Then I have a tiger idea. No writing it. See if it sticks.
Gorgeous outside. Looking forward to day out with kids. Location kept OFFBLOG. Aware of certain eyes eyeing posts. So obvious.
Finish coffee, light breakfast, then START.