Anyway. This particular pair of pantyhose is going in the trash this evening.
Last night was exactly what I wanted it to be. I had the house to myself the whole evening. I talked to Sharif on the phone until he had to be at the studio. I ate some farfalle with pesto. Then I lit a nice-smelling candle in my room, put on big comfy clothes, curled up in my chair with my blanket, and read until I went to sleep. I finished The Penultimate Peril and Fables: Volume 4, and got to bed before 11:00.
Tonight the boy and I are cooking again. This time there is a marinade involved. Fancy. And tomorrow, while I dread the whole accepting-or-trying-to-avoid-the-consequ
I sigh a lot while I am at work. Moreso now that it's dark before I leave the office. I want to spend time outside.