Life's getting back to normal
after a week and a half of getting to know John's mom and sister who were in from Windsor which was exciting and exhausting and exhilarating and stressful because it's hard to entertain guests from out-of-town consistently, I've learned.
I've never had family visit and stay with me before so this was a whole new experience and last night as I curled up in bed at my own apartment with Toulouse and a book and dozed off I felt good. It was a nice visit but it'll be nice to get back to real life, too.
Except this week is jam-packed which means no time to breathe as per usual. Here's what's lined up over the next few days:
- dinner with Mum tonight
- The Karate Kid at Movies on Memorial
- PubChat with Adrian and Colin
- Rainbow Trout from Fri-Sun
which either means that I'm not actually going back to "real life" yet, or that my "real life" is spectacularly awesome.
I'm going with the second option.
