It’s 65° outside, a bit on the chillier side for mid-June, but I really don’t mind.
Earlier, firecrackers were exploding down the street, creating a much crowded twin bed in the guest bedroom. Poor Erma, who never gets on furniture or beds, was the first to press against me, followed by Chief and later, Harrigan.
Now, we’re on the deck and the kids are not far removed from me, still. Chief and Erma are beside my chair and Harrigan is on the other side. Bailey doesn’t seem much affected by the noise and spent her time on the deck.
My Instacart deliveries from Meijer and Kroger arrived thirty minutes apart and everything is put away.
I wish I could pat myself on the back for productivity but my three days off were apparently set on the repeat dial and I was not provided the memo. So be it.
Aside from listening to presidential podcasts, watching some History Vault episodes, putting away groceries, tidying up the kitchen, and reading up on various historical facts, it’s been a mildly unadventurous day.
Tomorrow, I restart the teaching week and am looking forward to spending time with students.