Circle T's Dear Diary

When I started whatever, this is rambling, writing, whining maybe complaining. I had no idea people could comment. I wanted to thank the ones that have for the ideals on meals and just general encouragement. I know I must sound like a fool but my 11y

Up pancakes, sausage, and orange juice. Chance got up on his own. Hope that’s normal. But sure, it’s not for an 11-year-old. No comments about my cooking, but it was all just heat and go. The whole time thinking my mom and dad did me no favors growin

Finished laying down last, Hayfield got home 10 minutes before Chance. I worry about having a latchkey kid. I always hated coming home to an empty house. Chance came in and said really, you're here already that's weird. I walked into the living room.

Up horses feed, breakfast is done. Woke Chance up. That boy is not a morning person. He eats, then, hair and teeth Dressed. This morning it has been Chance: wheres my backpack Oh, never mind Chance: wheres my school tablet? Me: on the coffee table