My kids left for the beach today. They aren't coming home until Wednesday or Thursday. It's so weird.
The cat spent the afternoon laying in front of a fan in my office feeling the cold air blowing in through the window from the living room. My office is an old Florida room and doesn't have air conditioning (except for fan in window and open door).
The standard poodle is back. We take him and my MIL takes the kids. Really a pretty good deal.
I spent much of the afternoon laying on the couch. Not because of that thing I said in the post title I wouldn't talk about but because I could. I'm reading The Kane Chronicles, Book One: The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan. I'm enjoying it -- although feeling a bit that it is just Percy Jackson, book one but with Egyptian mythology. J14 is half way through the second book and I enjoy reading books with him and discussing them.
We are waiting for that thing I said I wouldn't talk about to back off a little before we walk the dogs --maybe we'll even wait until there are only two digits on the thermostat instead of three. And yes, it is 8:09 p.m.
Then I'll settle back on the couch for some bad television, knitting and reading. It's nice, but I miss the kids and the next few days seem to stretch out forever before me.