It's the little things...

Like a five minute call, just because.

I had a pretty long day at work today, even though it didn't feel like that, until the last 3 hours of my shift. The walk home seemed to take forever. I typically walk down the Bruce Trail to get home. It normally takes about 20 minutes or so.

And today.... it felt like the trail just kept going. That I would never see the break in the trail, where the main road passes through it. (How unnatural that sounded as I typed it)

I made it home... And I realized by the way my bones ached, that I am probably having a low iron day, *note to self, go take a pill!

The kids for whatever reason, seem to drive me extra nuts today, even though they are doing nothing that they don't ordinarily do every day. It just seems to bother me today.

Bedtime can't come soon enough for them!

And then in the midst of it, my lil fellah calls, just to say hi, see whats up, tell me whats up, and get back to business five minutes later.

It's those things... that make me happy.

I didn't talk to him much  yesterday. I fell asleep pretty early. So I told him I would try and stay up to take his call when he's done work.

Let's see if I make it!