All About Nothing

Hi.
I haven't written anything here for a whole week. (So, what?) That seems to have become a pattern for me, in case you haven't noticed. I rarely think about posting anything, except for the times I feel guilty for not putting up something new for awhile. But, then I notice that there are other bloggers who don't post very often either, and I feel more okay about me.

There's really nothing on my mind to write about here, but I just decided to say "hi". Larry is gone for the week--back east. He left before dawn on Sunday morning and flew to Jacksonville, Florida. He'll spend a few days there and then travel to Columbia, South Carolina--all in a day's work (or should I say, all in a week's work), because of his new job.

It's very quiet when I'm the only one here--except for when I have my music blasting. Last night my son came in and said (teasingly), "Hey--you better turn that down before the neighbors compain!" I figure there's gotta be something to keep me company while hubby's gone! Otherwise, I talk to myself (out loud). Sometimes I even laugh at what I say, and then I sing it (trying out different tunes), and then I laugh even more!

It was a beautiful day here today--sunshine and mild temperatures. I didn't go anywhere. Dumb! Tomorrow it will probably rain, and I will probably go somewhere anyway. Strange! Well, at least I got the ironing done today. (Yes, Kinza, I do iron--every week!)

Well, I guess I'm about all talked out for now--guess I'll curl up with a good book to read until I fall asleep, or my son comes home--whichever happens first.
G'nite!