It was such a busy weekend. Friday flew by and don’t remember much about Saturday. I guess it was good that we had fun things to do, but I almost missed my writing today. I awoke this Sunday morning telling myself I would make time to write today, but not exactly what has happened. Where did you go, Sunday?
I remember waking up early and finishing laundry.
I remember making a quick run to Wal-Mart to return a broken toy for my son.
I remember taking my Mom and Sister to see a model townhouse.
I remember going to make a quick visit to my aunt’s house to drop something off.
I remember going to Pete’s Market to do my weekly grocery shopping.
I remember coming home and putting everything away and getting dinner ready.
I remember having coffee with my Mom and Sister.
I remember taking my mom to play a little bit of video slots.
I remember coming home to help Lazaro with some forgotten Math homework.
I remember packing lunches for Monday.
Now, here I am writing my slice on Sunday night at 9:00p.m.
Sunday, where did you go?