Wednesday. Didn't seem to have any difficulty getting to sleep last night and awakened again at six-thirty or so to listen to Democracy Now discuss yesterday's primary as I got ready to drive to breakfast. A very light rain almost requiring wipers on the way to breakfast, a little more rain with wipers driving home. A good morning, documenting the four cent rise in the price of gas, because that's what we do when such things happen. Go figure.
We've given up on you with any of that.
Trundled the laundry down to the laundry room and started the first two loads. Doesn't take but a few minutes, but again, takes me time to get in gear and do it. In this case, all of the last week. Doesn't matter, we have one or two things to take care of on the phone later and then we're done with the few things we have left on our to do list.
The short list, not the long (been putting them off forever) to do list.
Indeed. We're seem to be cooking right along here without any messy flirting with putting major progress in place. It is a Wednesday, after all. Plenty of time left in the rest of the week.
Later. Laundry done, hung and folded. Bed made. Life is good. Better still after I pair and fold the socks.
Later still. Did the socks. No big deal. We are, after all, an adult. Mostly.
Quite overcast, but no rain, still here inside, no thought to go anywhere for food or pictures. They're saying more rain tomorrow and Friday, a much larger storm, so we may have screwed the pooch staying inside. I should take pictures again tomorrow at Latham Square. Not sure if they do the kind of resurfacing work they're up to in the rain. Maybe we'll find out.
Evening. Haven't attempted to find a link to watch the Democratic debate, looked at a few of the comment streams on Twitter and The Guardian, spent most of my time earlier this afternoon with episodes of Law and Order and then..., and then turned out the lights and called it a night.