Nothing

I know. I am so annoying because I have nothing to say. Which is a nice change, really. Usually, I am so annoying because I have rather a lot to say.

Life around here is going fast, and picking up speed. Too fast, I think. There's lots not getting done.
Lacrosse still dominates. The boys are both auditioning for an All Idaho Lacrosse team that could extend our involvement with the sport until the end of June. Because I have nothing better to do.
My house is quiet for the first time in days, and I am reveling in the silence. If only the maid and the gardener were busy around here, then I would be truly happy.
Instead, I am ignoring the housework, and talking to you.
I'm tired.
Do you ever get tired in advance of all you have to do? My brain is shuffling all the responsibilities I need to address, and that's not really helpful. It would be helpful if I'd get off the computer and do something.
Like go back to bed.