Maybe it’s the three times Daniel woke up crying last night.
Maybe it’s the four hours of standing in the wind today watching soccer games.
Maybe it’s grocery shopping at Walmart on a Saturday.
Maybe it’s all of the laundry I need to do.
Maybe it’s thinking about the long day ahead of me tomorrow (church, Seth playing at the Bach festival, stake leadership meeting all with a baby who won’t take a bottle in tow. So not a day of rest.).
Maybe it’s the cheesecake I just ate.
Whatever it is, I don’t feel like writing today.
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Pass
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2 comments:
Granted.
(I'm proud of you for posting even when you didn't feel like writing.)
Those days come especially when I'm trying to post every day. I have developed a bad habit of reading your blog on my phone, and then hating to type comments on my phone, so I think I'll come back when I'm on the computer, and then I don't. So, I'm sorry about that, and I'm going to try to do better. I just love how real you are and the way you write about life. I hope today ends up more restful than anticipated.
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