My broken foot, though very stiff, is healing well. A week from this coming Monday it will be back to work for me after being out for over 2 months.
I really need to see about winning the lottery or becoming the sole beneficiary of some wealthy old dowager.
I like not working.
The kids are enjoying their last week of unlimited screen time. The weather is beautiful, the grass is green and the air is fresh.
They are holed up in my mother in law's office, which is also serving as their bedroom for the week, staring intently at their screens.
We dragged them to the beach earlier so they feel perfectly justified in burning their brains out on their devices.
To keep them on their toes, aka. to completely annoy the shit out of them, I walk into their room every 10 minutes and say "I just wanted to tell you both good luck, we're all counting on you."
They are forbidden to swear aloud while at Grandmom's
Let's see how far I can push it.