Home. Bed. Sleep.

That’s what’s on the menu tonight. Fuzzy’s still en route back home – his plane was delayed for no apparent reason. I told him that’s the risk you run when flying AirTrans. He grumbled.

I should make something to eat, and feed the dogs, but I’m suddenly really tired. Eight hours to blogathon. I’m really excited about it this year.

One thought on “Home. Bed. Sleep.

  1. May i ask what Blogathon is… and i hope you have a superb sleep!

    Hello, Michele Said to say “Gudday”

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