…to lazy Sundays where the most taxing thing we did was grill hamburgers outside and sit in deck chairs with gripping novels?
This weekend was a blur. A vet trip (just routine stuff), dropping the foster dog at adoptions, a trek across town to a favorite eatery, a facial, the reverse trek to fetch the unadopted foster dog (he’s such a great dog; I KNOW the right family will find him), and then barely enough time to collapse into bed after a too-hasty dinner.
Today? Rudely awakened by work, an early trip to CostCo, laundry…
I need another rest day.