Rainy days were not meant for working.
They just weren't. As I sit here brainstorming articles for the next FHKC family newsletter, I'm feeling a little drowsy. I'd love nothing more than to be curled up in bed, reading a new book (recommendations, anyone? I'm leaning towards Atonement), or watching my Gilmore Girls DVDs.
Instead, today is Wednesday, the everlasting day. From work, to the apartment, to church. After teaching 4th and 5th graders the joys of mission work, I'll head home, only to finish invitations and compile CDs for the wedding party. Why does my bed feel so very far away today?
2 comments:
Because it is 11.22 miles away.
Note: you aren't the only one craving your bed! I'm pretty sure we were both thinking the same thing and blogging about it at the exact same time.
See our blog.
Factor in the time zone differences. We really were. :)
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