I've spent the last 90 minutes basically alone. I have talked to Bart a couple times but have been catching up with everyone by reading blogs, been answering emails, and just enjoying the silence. The kids who are not in summer school are not out of bed yet (even though it is getting late).
Salinda's friend needs a ride home soon as she has to work, and that may begin my stress for the day. Who knows what her mood will be? But I can't control her mood, only my own.
Is this becoming my mantra or what?
Besides, who can have a bad day when you discover you've lost more weight?
I know, I know, don't tempt the children. They will then find a way.