Thursday blog? Can that be right?
Back home after what feels like being in Philly for 2 weeks, arrived late last night in that perfectly horrible combination of exhausted, disoriented and being behind the wheel.
Finally climbed into my own bed and, thanks to 2 flights worth of off-and-on sleep, was totally unable to switch off. Found myself staring at the Tivo at some ungodly hour.
Dozed off just in time to catch an hour of coma until Aidan came into our room a bloody mess. I mean that literally. The boy gets insane nosebleeds. And I think he puts off coming in to tell us so his bed looks like a crime scene, his shirt is covered in dark red patches and there are even a few streaks on the walls between our rooms. With the right lighting and soundtrack this could be my big break into indie horror.
Poor guy got cleaned up (thanks to mom) and back into bed for almost 90 minutes before realizing he had something really, really exciting to tell me, bounding down the hall, leaping into my bed and grabbing me by the face - to tell me that today is their 96th day of school!!
Hooray??
There was more after that, I can't be sure how much of it was real.
All of this is to say - I'm goddamn tired.
But I'm home.
Whew.
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