Yesterday, after dropping Kelly off at work, I spent the morning at Elizabeth's new house (as has become a frequent habit of mine). At one point all three of us (including her roommate) were sitting in the sun room reading. Andrea asked what I was doing the rest of the day and I started talking about the family I help out several times a week and how the mom was going to need extra help this week because she was throwing a party and it was going to include extensive amounts of food and preparations... and then all of a sudden I felt like I was in the time period of Jane Austen as I sat there in the sun room with nothing to do but read Mr. Darcy's Daughters and talk about the upcoming party preparations... Ha ha! :)
Too bad I don't really get to live a life of leisure. Of course I would get bored, but I'm beginning to wonder if I would prefer boredom and superfluous drama to actual stress and duties.... no, probably not.
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