It's been a day, which is true most days.
I woke up this morning, finished cramming my last few items into an already stuffed car and headed off. I had a six plus hour drive in front of me, from school to home.
First, however, I had to make an important pit stop. The farm had a new addition overnight. A spindly legged, wobbly, little black filly. She was absolutely adorable and all of six hours old.
Then I had to leave. And drive. In car with only a geranium and a guitar for company in the passenger seat.
I made the trip in six hours, 37 minutes less than Google maps said it should take. My great achievement of the day.
Now I am sitting on the couch, surrounded by barking dogs, and watching 27 Dresses. What a day.