well...

The answer is yes, mother. The meatloaf I made for dinner was delicious.
Too bad I had to eat it by myself because Chad got called out to a fire.
Again.
Pretty weather breeds stupid people.
And good fire conditions.
And poor guy can never let his guard down.
He called to tell me he was on the way home from church - I was just finishing up corn, green beans, mashed taters, and meatloaf. A man's meal!
By the time he got home, he was practically changing clothes and out the door again.
So I ate by myself.
Asked myself all about my last day at Hobby Lobby.
Asked myself all about the house I went to look at tonight.
Made plans with myself for tomorrow when I'll be off work (unemployed?) all day with only myself to entertain.
Told myself all about the crazy animal antics while I was cooking dinner.
Ok, so I didn't really talk to myself all through dinner but it was a little sad to eat alone when I had waited all that time to hang out with him. I know what he does is important but it is always a bummer to get excited about making plans and hanging out only to have something happen. We are hopefully expecting rain tomorrow night so we should be OK for this weekend but you just never know!
It's not like I don't have plenty to do before then- clean out the car (even a wash and vacuum!), fuel her up for a trip to Columbus, check my oil, do 4 loads of laundry (clean, fold, put away - all in one day - I am determined!), finish my camera bag, pack my stuff, meeting with new real estate agent (oh dear, I hope the old one doesn't read my blog!) to look at some houses. Busy day.