First the sad – on the 18th, it was 18 years since my fathers death, and my parents were married 18 years, took Amanda and the baby to the cemetary at night, still strange to call someone Arthur, since I never called either my father or grandfather Arthur, so it is strange that two people who mattered so much to me, to be saying their name but they not be there….
Second the frustrating – finally got to work on detailing the car and some on the truck, no less than 1 hour after finishing the rain started again…. grrr
Third the random – everyday, I hate leaving my house in the morning more and more, because the sight of seeing Amanda and the baby fast asleep in bed next to where I was, is heart breaking to leave …
can’t wait to get home to the little guy