Which is weird, because I have so much on my mind. I think it's just all jammed up, which happens on occasion. At some point, some little thing will squish through and then the rest will just start POURING on out.
In the meantime, it's Saturday night, I have a To-Do list a mile long. I'm watching Juno while Pete is at work, steadfastly ignoring said To-Do list. PJ went out like a light before his usual bedtime, but I fully expect him to be up in a few hours. I'm not unhappy, just pensive.
Still, it's all okay.