It’s Tuesday, but it feels like a Monday. Holiday weeks are tricky like that. It’s like you know what day it is, but it tries very hard to trip you up. Not that I’m complaining, not in the least. I love holiday weekends. They make me happy. It’s just hard to focus the rest of the week.

This weekend was nice. Weird but nice. I’ll tell you all something funny. This was the first holiday weekend spent without my kids, that I was okay with. Now, I realize Labor Day isn’t much of a holiday. But hey, I’ve gotta start somewhere right? It was their dad’s weekend, as well as his birthday, so he took them camping.

I’m not a fan of camping. I mean to say, I despise it. Ha. I found a major plus of divorce. No more camping. Ever.

I managed to do some clothes shopping for me. My mommy sent me a gift card, so literally the only money I spent all day, was two cupcakes, because a new cupcake place opened up. SCORE!!!! It was strange and a bit wrong to try on sweaters and jeans when it was 97 degrees outside, but I did it anyway. Got some cool stuff actually.

I cleaned out my closet and the girls closets and dressers. I have seven trash bags full of clothes to donate. I bagged up two bags of Harrison’s clothes to pass on to a cousin. Plus another bag of baby toys. The kid turns two later this month. He doesn’t need rattles laying around anymore.

I managed to clean most of my house. It feels nice. Lighter. Cleaner. Something.

There is a huge fire in Boulder which is say 40 miles away from my house. It’s huge and out of control and the air quality is just bad right now. I’m having trouble and Bailey has already had to have one nebulizer treatment so far today. Fun times. I just hope they manage to get it under control soon. So many houses and trees have burned, it’s just sad.

That’s about all I know. How was your weekend?