I'm pooped

This has been a long week and its only half over.

Matt went out of town to visit with some friends and Gracie and I have been hanging tough for 4 days now. I'm so tired; it's only 9pm and I feel like I'm about to pass out.

I thought I'd be snuggled up next to my sweetie on the couch tonight watching some downloaded show from the States, but he missed his plane so he's hanging out in the airport waiting for the next flight and I'm playing around on the computer. What a bummer. I feel bad for him though, after rushing to catch a ferry in HK only to find out there wasn't actually a ferry leaving at the time he desired, he hopped a train then waited in immigration and customs lines forever, only to be ripped off by a taxi driver who got him to the airport about 20 minutes too late. To top it off he lost one of his packages... a gift for Gracie. So after an already tiring week Matt will come in around midnight and of course we will want to stay up and talk and then we'll be even more tired tomorrow morning. 6 am comes too early and 4 hours of class is hard to endure, especially when you're dead on your feet.

I'll be really glad for Matt to get home. I have no idea how single mothers do it day after day after day. I'm so thankful to have such a wonderful husband!!! I just wish he were here now to help me with the load of homework I've been putting off all afternoon. Yuk!