After spending most of Saturday in a unwashed stupor, I pulled myself together to go look at yet another house for my mom.  This one has a lot of promise, but it about five miles away from my house, which is a bummer.  I had imagined the kids being able to walk home from school to her new place, because it looks like I will be working longer hours in the near future, and childcare is a bear. 

I woke up this morning with a pretty significant cold, which could explain why I have been a crying mess for a couple of days.  I would like to spend the day sleeping and feeling sorry for myself, but I don't see that in the cards.  I somehow failed to arrange a playdate for Freyja, so she will no doubt requires a lot of entertaining from me.