I survived another week of work. Today is the beginning of my weekend. I came home to a home cooked meal and a glass of wine. I splurged and had two glasses, and didn't care if I knocked myself out. I kind of napped on the sofa for an hour. It felt great! I'd like to nap every day when I get home from work, I'm so tired, but I know if I do I won't sleep that night. Tonight I can go to bed late because I can sleep in tomorrow.
The spaghetti my hubby made was fabulous! I didn't even care that there were splatters of it all over the kitchen. Isn't that what Clorox wipes are for?
This weekend I'm determined to finish revising THE PROMISE.