I probably don’t even need to tell you that Scott is out of town.
I’m seriously sitting on my front porch as I write this at 3:30 in the afternoon. The kids are inside. I’m holding up my beer at every car that passes. I got some honks. They must know Kate lives here.
It’s only one. Just to take the edge off. Don’t judge.
There are 7 more days until school for those keeping track at home.