I ran around town to get film developed this morning, and finally found somewhere to develop it on the fourth try.
Then I had gelato with Fisher and caught up, since he went to Australia, and I went to England, then he came home, then I came home, then he went back to Australia, then I went back to England, then I came home, and now he's home. And he's using Australian slang. “Good on you?” Really?
Then we had end of camp time at work, and tomorrow the kiddos leave. And tomorrow is my last day of work for a few days. But with three more weeks, I'm not sad yet.
