Work went well. And I'm glad to be home. Productive day, followed by safe trip home (fueled by zydeco), a blitz through Bueno with Middlest, and a trip to Costco while Middlest finished up the laundry. The food is put away. We've polished off the last of the individual pizzas from the previous Costco trip, which made room in the freezer for a new batch. The Tardis is tanked.
Brain wants to stay up and play with spreadsheets. Body says nope nope NOPE. Phone is going into the charger, Ms. Ravelled is hitting the sack, and September is one for the books. Whatever that means.
Tomorrow is two sessions of General Conference, with a trip to the quilt shop in between, and maybe a quick drive-by hugging of a friend from the doll community whose father unexpectedly passed. Unless I decide to watch the Priesthood session of Conference, which became available to all six months ago. I've always been quite content to wait for the addresses to come out in the Ensign. The children's father used to say that that session was largely devoted to "brethren, don't be nincompoops."
G'night, y'all.
About Me
- Lynn
- Eleven years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Retired, and mostly enjoying it. Still knitting. [Zen]tangling.again after a brief hiatus.
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