So Mom-in-Law arrived last night just before 8pm. Everything else was pretty much normal.
I thought my uncle was flying in on Thursday evening. Turns out it's this evening. Somehow, dates got confused.
Dammit, I want a large chocolate shake from McDonald's... but I can't leave here, and it'll take me nearly half an hour to drive up to the closest Mickey-D's, order the shake, and come back.
Meh.
Still have my cough. Nothing's killing it so far.
In all honesty, I'd rather be sitting at home right now, taking a brief nap and listening to Marcus laugh as his Grandmummy watches over him.