So the oldest one made it home last night at 7:30 p.m. We were very surprised she went all day and didn’t break it up, but it was nice to have her finally back. She has all kinds of stories still to tell us, so we will be hearing about this trip for a long time.
I’ve sent off a lot of stuff the past couple of days, some to really high-end magazines. At least they haven’t cost me anything, so I am saying it’s a no-risk proposition. We will see what turns out.
My mom and dad are coming down to visit tomorrow. They want to see the oldest one now that she’s back from her trip. So we will have that going on tomorrow.
I hope my mood lifts some soon. I’m not fully depressed, just feel like I’m in a holding pattern. Waiting for something. But I don’t know exactly what that something is.