I think it’s going to be another late night again. As it is, the husband hasn’t called yet to inform me he’s on his way home.
What can I do? Nothing! I’ll just have to seat tight in front of the laptop and continue writing. I don’t like it when it’s this late but I just have to deal with it.
Menu for tonight’s dinner is ready to be made/cooked. When will the cooking begin? It’s up in the air, who knows when!