Once the kids are in bed and I’ve tackled the most fiery parts of my TeuxDeux list, it’s late.
I should go to bed.
Most nights I do.
But other nights I stay up too late. I check in on friends. Popular culture. Write long overdue emails. Watch dumb television.
Tonight I watched Dan in Real Life (unexpectedly pleasing despite commercials) and contemplated what breeds of chickens to add to the flock this spring (my current picks are one of each: Australorp, Delaware, and Easter Egger). Moving myself one step closer to becoming that crazy chicken lady.
Tom is trying to catch up on his sleep, and wisely went to bed early. As a couch-warming replacement, Daisy hung with me all evening.
Good dog.