Goodnight, World

After waking up at 5:15 this morning, driving an hour to work, spending 10 hours playing with a 21-month old who was alternately cranky and hyped-up because she slept less than an hour, driving an hour back home, and arriving at home 13 hours and 10 minutes after I walked in the door, I have nothing more to say than goodnight. This weekend I am going to watch my sister play volleyball, and I have no plans on my social calendar because boys are dumb. I'm just looking forward to staying at home and sleeping.

Goodnight, world.