It’s like the days get more and more surreal.
Made an early rise thinking to pick up some plants and bushes at Lowe’s. Website said they opened at six, but as it turned out their idea of six is other people’s idea of eight…so, reset.
Got what we needed after the store opened for real, but by then the chance of any decent writing time was shot to hell. Worked out instead, then planted, pruned, and policed the yard.
Tried to nap after the work was finished, but the arm and shoulder wouldn’t go for it.
Went out for a walk instead.
Think I need to go fishing this week. Maybe tomorrow. We’ll see what the weather has in store. Could use a week on the mountain to get my head straight again.