Never quite hit stride this morning. Was up early, but not early enough, and production suffered on a account of it. Sill, did manage to get 1,500 words into another new story, and write a critique for N, so can’t complain too much.
Put in some time at the gym, just after noon, then came home and ran a few errands in advance of the boys’ arrival on Friday. Picked up some groceries, too. A lot left to do before they get here, but making the garage my number one priority. It went into decline after they left last summer and never quite recovered.
Weather cheered up, and except for a hard breeze coming out of the south it was a nice, blue-sky day. Don’t think it’ll warm up enough to go fishing anytime soon, but hey, fingers crossed.
Looking forward to a quiet evening.