I'm Okay, You're Okay

I feel so much better today. I'm post-scratchy throat and I finished reading a novel (The Secret History). No more headache and I didn't even cry once today, this despite the fact that my daughter did not take a nap--again. She stomps her foot once while saying, "I don't want to go night-night!" That's what she says in the mornings, too, when I open her bedroom door to find her standing in her crib with her denim Old Navy baseball cap sitting backwards on her blond head.

She's a cute one, that girl.

Tomorrow is my Friday with no DaycareKid and I have hatched a plan to go to the consignment store to pick up my loot--cash and clothes they won't take. I'll bribe the boys to "do" school efficiently and whisk us away from our house on a little outing. Boring for them, change of scenery for me.

And we all know I need a change of scenery, coupled with a change in attitude. And more change in my pockets wouldn't hurt, either.