For the most part, yesterday was a bit...meh.
I didn't get any sleep the previous night*. We trudged inland for a underwhelming field trip. I spent too much time preparing a gummy, tasteless meal in the slow cooker.
I did, however, get to spend 45 minutes on the beach by myself, reading my book. And I went and got my hair did. My stylist is very young. She told me about her new hamster and about her third row tickets to see Britney Spears next week. I don't think there was any irony in her excitement.
* How irritating is it that my lack of sleep had nothing to do with the boy?!? The one night he sleeps like a log for hours on end and I'm awake with...insomnia.
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