Yesterday was a bit surreal. I felt, strangely, like a good little housefrau. Early on I ran errands with the little man. In the afternoon we picked up the husband and headed to the suburbs. After a visit with my folks we went on to Fleet Farm, of all places, where I bought the husband some work pants (now I’m thinking I should have gotten him a Utilikilt instead). When we got home I whipped up some hot dish. It was vegan-style, natch, but still…what is happening to me? At least I finished up the day not by washing dishes, or taking on some other tedious chore, but by reading some borrowed Elfquest comics and honing my solo Scrabble skills. Sigh.