What’s for dinner? Sandwiches.
Because allergies have come to visit and they appear to have taken up a permanent residence.
Because this one snores, that one is a teeth-grinder and I am a light sleeper.
Because in the course of my day, I switched gears about 7 times between mom, woman, wife and worker, and those changes take a toll.
Because I never made it to the store to buy milk and neither did you.
Because today I prepped for 2 spelling tests (not my own), washed 8 loads of laundry and drank only 2 cups of coffee instead of my normal 4.
Because sandwiches pair so nicely with the whine. And the wine.