Your memory that punches me had broken a bone.

The laundry still hasn't been put away.  Cole's room still isn't clean.  In fact, it's likely worse.  And you know what?

I don't care.  

Not

one

bit. 

Tonight was one of those nights... I didn't expect it to be a good night.  I hoped it would be an okay night.  And most of it was just okay.  But then... then it all just clicked.  And it was a great night.  

I love it when a plan comes together.