After last week's four musical performances, three ladies' lunches, two annual meetings and an audition, today is relatively ordinary. Peaceful, even. In fact, basically slug-like.
I'm sitting around in jeans (no heels, no hose) and I've been doing laundry, making beds, cleaning the kitchen--normal stuff. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
The phone hasn't rung once, and I haven't had to drive anywhere. I found a steak in the refrigerator, so there will be no trip to the grocery store today! Woot! No, I don't know how old the damned steak is; it looks kind of brown, but it smells OK. And we're eating it.
If you don't hear from me within the next 24 hours, call the paramedics.