No one's home, again. My Mom and brother are at work. I have no idea where my Dad is. He went to cut my grandmother's lawn at 8:30am and still hasn't returned. I've already worked out for 45 minutes today. I've eaten my breakfast and lunch. I wrote out my favourite verses from "Imagine" by John Lenon on a piece of white foam board and put it up on my wall. I have absolutely nothing left to do at the moment. I am, however, tempted to get my Sharpie and write quotes all over my walls. I don't think my Dad would approve though...
That will just have to wait!
My photos are developed already...the 175+ ones that I sent to the PhotoLab in the Loblaws near my house. I wanted to go pick them up with my Dad today (he gets 10 per cent off) but of course, he is no where to be found. He doesn't have a cell phone, either.
He's either buying something to eat for dinner at Toteras (this butcher shop fifteen minutes away from my house) or still at my grandmother's.
My Mom's last appointment at work was at 12:30pm. It's now after 2:00pm and I have no idea when she's coming home. Lazy day.