I have zero interest in going to the moon. Honestly, I can’t think of anything worse. Sounds scary and dangerous and I value my life more than that.
I have no interest in feeling all that gravity stuff, the freeze dried food or losing so much bone mass. Does that sound like a fun time? Not to me.
I am beyond relieved that the weekend is here. No early morning workout, no alarm going off at 5:15.
It’s supposed to be relatively warm and actually get into the double digits, ABOVE zero. Most of that big dump of snow we got at Thanksgiving has melted, thank god.
I plan to wash some windows outside and organize Sid’s toys inside. At 5 pm Cordelia and I are taking Sid to the “Trunk or Treat” event at the rec centre here and hopefully through both haunted houses.
I was thinking this morning of how grateful I am to no longer have to work shift work. I spent so many Saturdays and Sundays doing twelve hour shifts and away from my kids.
Grateful is the word of the day.
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