Not nearly done with all I need to do and so exhausted I could cry.
Relieved my flowers didn’t die while I was down south doing the doctor dance.
Sad that I just made the first trip ever down south without Molly.
Missing Jo. Missing feeling loved in that warm, "I’m here for you & you can trust me," mom sort of way.
On my way to bed and wishing I could sleep in … until noon. Is it possible to call in sick to the maintenance man? Yeah … I didn’t think so. dammit.