Today I lounged around in my pajamas watching TV and chatting with my parents. If I were in my apartment doing this, I would feel unproductive and lazy, but somehow when I do it around my parents, it's different. It doesn't matter what I'm wearing or doing, I'm happy to be with them. The past weekend was fun because I was with family, I only wish the chalet didn't have stairs. Ah well, we can have it all, can we?