82 degrees is our promised high for the day but the morning is on the cooler side at 59 degrees. I’m on the deck with the pooches and am still comfortable. 

The whirlwind days, beginning with Friday and culminating last evening. I’ve never been good with departures. I can remember the wretched trips down to Weir Cook Airport, now Indianapolis International Airport, to watch my Uncle Ron board the plane to return to the Norfolk, Virginia US Naval Base. Airports always gut my stomach with emotions. 

I’m on to check in our Volunteer Ushers for MAMMA MIA, tonight, meaning I need to be in earlier than my fellow house managers. I do enjoy greeting our wonderful Volunteers. 

There’s a few items around the house that need my attention but frankly, I’m just too tired. I’m retreating to my bed for a few more hours and will assess things upon waking. 

Make it a great day!