Feeling blah.

Nothing has really happened good or bad.
Last night I made dinner and we ate (the kids and me) before H got home. He didn't call this time to let me know he was running an errand. When he got home, we were just finishing up. I didn't stay and chat with him (which is unusual for me-before this I would have stayed and talked with him while he ate). Don't know if that is a good thing or not. We pretty much did our own thing last night.

Gotta run.
Sherry