My work has me in front of a computer several hours a day, and when I get home my time is spoken for by L, C & M. I rarely even check my e-mail at home anymore, let alone sit down and attempt to write anything of possible interest.
We had lunch and then cleaned the living room. With everything picked up and put away, the boys were able, once again, to play with the cars, trucks and trains. Apart from the anger that flares from time to time when one won't cooperate with the other, they're playing quietly and contentedly while a gorgeous autumn day passes by.
Well, that's enough blogging for one day. My bum shoulder's about to fall off.
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