It’s 6:30am as I sit drinking coffee and typing this blog post. I had a fun, if not fairly responsible, weekend. I do have to admit that I may be addicted to doing laundry by hand while I have the time and weather to allow them to hang dry all day. I think I’ve done laundry three consecutive days.
My yard work has been a little less addictive because I could only muster an hour’s worth of doing more on Saturday and none yesterday. The silver lining to this is that the path to the air conditioner compressor is now ready for Wednesday’s service call. This is an excellent thing since it appears real heat will be returning at week’s end.
On Saturday I also did a walk with Betsy and her dog Bella. We strolled around East Atlanta, and then after my hour of yard work, I stayed indoors attempting to do coding and German, neither of them very successfully.
Yesterday I did a wonderful, 6.3 mile walk with Bonnie; we retraced a lot of my “Wee Is Risen #1” trail from 2018. Oh the old days of hashing… After our journey we sat in my carport and drank some beer before ordering some delicious takeout food from Flat Iron. My weekend of activities took their toll and I was well asleep on the futon by 9:00pm last night.
Today? Work, and some form of exercise. Hell, it’s supposed to be sunny and dry, maybe I will do a load of laundry first?