I am at work on a Tuesday night, waiting for final page proofs to come through so I can sign off on them. I am in denial about how long this will take, so I am forgoing a trip downstairs with the rest of the crew to buy dinner. I am holding fast to the idea that I will soon be home with my husband, who may or may not be cooking a delicious meal, but who is certainly waiting with big warm arms and a chest I can lay my head on.
I am also really missing my kids right now. They will be at camp for two weeks more, so here is a picture of them from their goofy period (which has not yet ended).