I'm sitting downstairs previewing Tony's lessons for school tomorrow. I've cut out a couple props, prepared a paper for a three-word spelling test (not part of class but something Tony likes to do. It makes him feel older.)
The kitchen is clean, the dishwasher ready to start; clothes put away, mail sorted out and the living room vacuumed.
I just don't have anything to write about. I've been busy working on getting my journals and Tony's journal updated on the computer, pictures added and saved onto CD-ROM.
It's just a normal, mundane day. I guess that's good.
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