My younger daughter snuck into the house early this morning before work to borrow some pjs. It's pajama day at her school, and I assume she figured her mom would have the most ridiculous pajamas. What does this say about my style and taste?! I dare not think. She took the green apple pjs, but I have not idea how she's going to keep the pants up, as I am the apple shape not she. Anyway, she figures the kids will be so wired with the costuming that no work will get done anyway, so if the pants fall down it will be in keeping with the circus atmosphere.
It's pretty deary here and foggy, and I've already conned my husband into seeing a matinee film later, as I'm going stir crazy with lack of plans this week. I like to get out every day, and he's content walking the dogs and being done with the world. Yes, we are an extrovert and an introvert. It's a classic battle. Luckily, almost all my friends are extroverts as well as the kids, so I have people to do things with. And he is willing to hold the fort down at home. Too willing, in my book.
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