Fifth's Disease

I guess every day in July can't be a party.

We should have spent today recovering from our long weekend, but instead it was back to work bright and early this morning.  The kids went with me to hang out with friends.  They don't "play" with their friends anymore.  They "hang out".  They are too cool to play.  Except for Olivia. She still plays, thank heavens.


 Work was brutal.  A record setting day.   I ate lunch at 4:00, which was the soonest I could get any kind of break.

Now the house is a mess.  There are swim noodles laying on the kitchen counter, along with a pile of dirty dishes.  Olivia spilled water all over the floor and tried to clean it up with paper plates.  We ate dinner at 9:00.

And nobody, most of all me, cares.  I just want to sit on the porch and do nothing except swat mosquitoes and stare at those amazing Syracuse skies.