I think I’m pretty tired. I haven’t slept well all week, at home and in Rochester both. This cough is driving me mad. I haven’t missed any antibiotics yet, which is a good thing.
We got back from Rochester around 8pm. It was only a three hour drive back, which was good. The border person was very nice… we think she nearly cracked a smile, even. It was impressive.
We brought a lot of chocolate back with us. Did you know that american candy seems to have a lot more sugar in it than canadian stuff does?
Oh, and this is my new writing book that they bought me:
It’s leather-bound and beautiful. I love it. I’m anxious to start writing in it, but I have to keep to my rules… no starting the new book until the old one is done. I guess it’s time to do more writing in the old one, eh?