Christy is visiting her sister this week. But it's okay. I'm not one bit sad. Life is pretty much the same.
I sleep.
I shave.
I get food out of the fridge.
I scamper off to work.
I drive to work.
I work.
I leave work.
I drive home.
I eat delicious dinners.
And even delicious desserts.
Don't even worry about me. I'm totally fine.
