Thursday, December 4, 2008

Home Alone

As I write this post, I'm sitting here alone in the apartment in my pjs watching the nightly news.  Tom is out having a dinner meeting with Paul about the houses.  There's a visitation going on downstairs and it's a pretty sizable one.  I can hear the hum of the voices down there.  I want to go down and get my laundry out of the drier so I can fold it up, but I don't want to get dressed again.  Oh well.  I'm going to grade some papers and wait for The Office to come on.  Tom and I are both glad tomorrow's Friday.  Tom's on call this weekend so we don't have too many plans.  That's about it for us here.  Hope everyone's well!

1 comment:

  1. You can tell you are getting accustomed to living in a funeral home by your very matter-of-fact mention of a visitation "downstairs". Well, I hope you had a good night last night and Tom didn't come home and scare you.

    Also, I tried commenting on your last post but i don't know what happened. i will try again later.

    Peace

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