It was lovely. I got home, no one was here. I took a long shower, put on a beautiful nightie, perfume and listen to music on my Ipod and worked on an afghan I'm making for D18.
When the Alien got home I was polite, but left him alone for the most part. He was in a foul mood. Nothing new there. He was mad about a sitch at work and it seems someone stole his bookbag and some cd's out of his car. He doesn't have a book he needs now to take his final exam. Poor baby. Funny thing is, they left other cd's and stuff in his car (?) so it wouldn't suprise me if he left it somewhere.
I slept great, and am going this afternoon to decorate my mother and dad's gigantic tree. I'm peaceful right now. Hope it lasts.
Hugs, Sun
Bre, I love it: Space Alien, Space Alien, Space Alien . . .
"Tell me what you plan to do with your one wild and precious life." Mary Oliver
