//11:40am

Seven out of ten times when I feel like I despise people, I’m just hungry or tired. The other three times though are well earned.

//2:10pm

I really need to go to the beach. It’s been a year. I live an hour away. I know why I haven’t gone, but it’s not a good reason at all. I should go next week, after this upcoming week of chaos is past. (This week is a good reason.)

I bet I can convince Youngest to do beach afternoons and grocery shopping at our favorite store near the beach every other week.

My soul misses the beach.