I have been home for a grand total of about an hour since 8:00 this morning. On my day off.

I’m beat.

This morning I carpooled with a group from work 3 hours one way to Springfield, Ohio to check out Frank Lloyd Wright’s Wescott home. Which was amazing of course. But yuck, a 3 hour drive one way for an hour tour is not my idea of a super awesome time. Thankfully, I was in a van with a group that has a really fun dry sense of humor. Lunch at a Mexican restaurant in town and a 3 hour drive back put me in Toledo around 6:00 this evening. Then I had to drive back to my house and pick up the guys.

From there we dropped G-tot off at my grandma’s to see my mom and stepdad for an hour or so while JQ and I headed downtown to Bozart’s gallery to check out the opening of Kerry Krow’s show. It was one of those shows that I knew I didn’t want to miss the opening of. Not only were we going to see some great work, but I knew Kerry about 12 years ago and haven’t seen him in at least a decade. Talking to him tonight—and getting a big hug after so many years—was really great. He was always such a sweet guy and we just sort of fell out of contact. It was nice to reconnect again.

But now I’m tired. My shoes are FINALLY off and I’m ready to just kick back and relax.