We are not going to NYC tomorrow. The weather is supposed to make the roads sloppy, so we are going to wait until Saturday, and just cut our trip by a day.
I am so tired. I can't even name it. Tired is not even the right word for it. I don't like it, it doesn't feel like me. Maybe now I am Eeyore. Maybe someone stole my tail and that's what's wrong. I hope it doesn't last. I can't think of a way to make it better, but I will keep trying. Tomorrow is another day, thank God. And I get to try again. Maybe get out of bed at a reasonable hour...
Ruth,
ReplyDeletemaybe you just needed one of those stay-in-bed kind of days. I hope we did not wear you out last night, but it was good to hang out and talk. And those munchkins were so cute in the tub. Tomorrow is a new day and maybe you will feel like doing more. But if not, that's OK, too.
Safe travels to NY.
Love-Sandy
I wish I was there to curl up in bed next to you. Love your big sister.
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