Must remove butt from chair

Off to clean out the car and to prepare used clothing for transport to the Goodwill truck (which is parked in the Wild Oats lot so I can get sushi after, lol!

I was thinking as I made the kids' breakfast how wonderful it is to get their french toast ready without being mocked and/or criticised for the way that I do it. (Rather than pouring lakes of syrup, I put enough on each slice to cover the slice and spread it. Less sticky mess, the kids develop a taste for the food and not the sugar. But that's just me being uptight and controlling. Funny, since I'm not the one who whined about any sticky that made it off the plate.)

I love life without him, but I'm lonely.