The Stories of our Lives

This is my last official day with just Orléane – Xavier will be home tomorrow too, and I start work on Monday – and I’m home alone right now.

See, I had to go for some routine blood tests this morning – which means I skipped food/drink since last night – so I left little Léa with my parents, then I drove Xavier to daycare and François to work, and I was pulling up to the hospital, happy at the thought of releasing my bladder for the urine test, when I realized: I forgot the doctor’s order at home across town.

Yeah.

I dreamed of breakfast. I drove back and forth on slipping snow to the point that I sort of forgot what time of day it was and where I was headed.

But it’s over now, I’m munching on toast and I’ll go get Orléane next door when she wakes up from her nap. Yay!