It's been a really tough week. Lots of me working my ass off, and lots of changes for the boy. Sometimes I wonder how we'll survive, because I know how ugly looks on him, and I can only imagine his visualization of my stress level.
Still, tonight, he's been calling with ideas for plans for us. I kinda nixed the forty-dollars-each tickets to a weird play. People, while I'm down with avant-garde art, I'm not down with paying my Southern version of Broadway prices for it. So he found us a film festival, a few art museums with interesting installations, and a restaurant or two we should try. This certainly suits my fancy.
Maybe I should tell Momma about the impending trip? (Until I do, keep quiet, k?)
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