I don't remember the last time I got the girls to bed before 9pm. Wow. This is a strange feeling. With the softball season (late games and/or subsequent homework catch-up), and other stuff going on it's been tough to get them to bed by nine, their "normal" time, though we've gotten a few 9:15s in there a time or two of late. But 8:50? Amazing.
I have just started a load of laundry and I am quite certain I have at least two dozen things I could be doing with my new found kid-less moments... but I think instead I shall lie down for ten minutes and think of nothingness. It seems like the right thing to do. Or maybe it's procrastination. Or... or... or... oh, forget it.
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