And today Wolfie graduated (got “promoted”) from sixth grade. He’s going to junior high next year! That’s…wild. Wild wild wild. We need to help him get some clothes.
I just had to pause to let Joy lick my face for a bit. She wasn’t done, I guess. I always indulge her for a little bit, and then I tell her that’s enough, and she flops over into the crook of my shoulder and I hold her there for a bit, belly up, legs flopped open. She starts to fall asleep like that until she wants to curl up, and then I let her go.
A wonko day. I didn’t get any writing done. Sigh. But I did my yoga. I got my work done. And celebrated Wolfie. I’m in bed early tonight, and back at it tomorrow, full force. Looking forward to it. I’m close on this outline.
Night night.