I'm still here. I worked three 8-hour days this weekend, including the 4th of July and Sunday. My butt hurts. Who would have thought I could get paid for just sitting? "Hello?"
My family had a little gathering on July 4th and I was greeted by several grandchildren upon my arrival home. When darkness descended we set off a few fireworks which they found pretty exciting. Lucas did declare several of them "boring" but then again he did stay to watch.
I was able to be at church Sunday morning. My Darling and I drove separate vehicles for for the first time in years and I went to work from there afterward. It's a whole new schedule to figure out and it's been months since I knew what day of the week it was without stopping to really think about it.
Tomorrow and Wednesday I work a shorter day and should be home by a little after 5 pm instead of a little after 8 pm and then I have four days off. I hope there will still be some nice weather left over. I've been missing the sunshine.
Becoming my Mother
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