At least I wasn't greeted with my clothes in a box at the front door.
Now that I am home, Raquel only woke up twice during the night.
Seems I'm a little less shy about administering comfort doses to keep the edge off and her in fits of what ever it is she's going through.
|Yummy Cuttroat and my TV dinner tray|
After this how could I possibly complain when Renata gets her spa weekend?
Anyone taking bets she chickens out? Problem is, she needs to find someone also willing to ditch out on family obligations. I have no shortage of those kind of people.
|Tent front door view|