The good news is, I have Lailah tomorrow. Haven’t seen her in a couple of weeks. Won’t be able to sleep tonight – her coming over to babysit her GranPaBrian.
The bad news is, just like when you have a maid, you have this overwhelming urge to tidy up the house first, BEFORE they arrive to clean up the place (in Lailah’s case, it’s not her coming to clean my place, but to purposefully make it look like Hurricane Lailah went thru it). So, what’s the point of me trying to make it look like no one lives here??
I. Can’t. Wait.
