This week is spring break for Offspring the Second and Offspring the Third, and they are happily in the house, eating all the things, distributing their possessions about the house, and generally enjoying the luxury that is free time.
I envy them.
I need, more than anything, a break from Everything. For a week. For a day. For an hour.
Or perhaps I need a house elf. Or a clone.
Or a hug. And a nap.
Poetry Thursday, courtesy of a friend
1 day ago