Observe my new normal…

…Sore feet, takeout from Olive Garden, and Wheel of Fortune.
This is the new “normal” for a mama whose children are away at college and husband is working late.
(What you don’t see is my book bag stuff with diagnostic assessments to tally. I just didn’t have it in me last night, so it stayed beside me, on the couch, opened, unpacked, alphabetized, and put away…unfinished. I was p-o-o-p-e-d.)
A new kind of normal isn’t always a bad thing. A little peace and quiet every now and then is good for the soul. 🙂
Love Olive Garden! 🙂 enjoy your new normal. I’m sure it’s so strange.