I'm feeling well again. Last night, I slept the entire night without waking up once to cough. It was SOOO nice. I feel that within 48 hours I will be perfectly back.
So, I'm back to my regularly scheduled blogging. In the absence of anything real to write about, I've picked a boundary breaker to answer.
On my way home from work, I think about the day I've had. Sometimes, I can be proud of what I have accomplished, other times, I think of what I didn't actually get done. I think about whether or not I brought home what I need in order to get that thing done.
I usually think about my mom at some point during the drive. I wonder what she would say about some news story (like the royal pregnancy) or odd weather patterns. I'm pretty good at guessing what she would say, or at least I think I am.
I think about what I am going to make for dinner.
I am usually exhausted and calculate the number of hours until it reaches an acceptable time to go to bed.
I imagine I'm a famous singer, singing my favorite songs in the car.