I've been meaning to write. I keep thinking "oh, I should blog about that". But then time slips away from me, and another day has past with no update...and truthfully little else to show for it either.
It was my birthday not so long ago. It was a day. Not remarkable. We went to see "Body Worlds 2", which was awesome & disturbing. We had dinner with friends which was enjoyable. But, in the end, it was just a day.
This week was the same day repeated, except for Friday when we saw a fun performance of the play "Comedy murder Mystery of 1940s", and a Dutch dinner with friends on Saturday was fun & yummy. But my hubby annoyed me all weekend, & I got only 4 hours of sleep all weekend, so it was a bit crappy in the end.
Maybe I'm just stressed because I'm supposed to return to work this week.