I've been up since 6:30 am. We took our daughter-in-law to the airport, then separated for a bunch of errands before our daughter, son-in-law and granddaughter arrive this evening. But we had wine at lunch, and now both feel sleepy. Maybe there needs to be a break before vacuuming. It's so much work just to get the house in order, and I do not mean super clean, I just mean halfway decent.
And I need to do the same for myself. Brush my hair, maybe shave my legs. Change outfits, but not until I've made most of the dinner. But right now, a nice snooze would be good. Ah, the delightful nap, the soft pillow, the firm mattress. Ah, my bed. Kiss, kiss, kiss. I love my bed. And a little nap before the tornado that is my granddaughter stirs up a storm in the house, with her enthusiasms, and toys and books, and snacks and booster seats and potty chairs. A little calm before the storm. Ah, nap.
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