By eight o’clock yesterday morning, the sky was clearing. I was grateful, however, for the rain because I didn’t have to water the beds. Her Highness and I went on a morning walk with our friends, and then she and I got into the ferry lineup to head to Nanaimo.
We didn’t have to wait too long for the ferry, but it is Summertime and there are a zillion tourists here now. This morning, I took Sheba in to get her grooming done and I passed the ferry lineup: it was a three-sailing wait. Once on the big island, I went to the pet store to fetch the dried food for the kitties, then we went to get a burger and after that, we did some shopping before catching the return ferry home. Once home, Sheba and I both crashed. She went directly to bed, and I got into the spa for a long relaxing soak.
We all had a bit of a late dinner, and I futzed about on the Internet for a while, and then I went to bed. It was very early, but I was beat, and I had a wonderful night’s sleep. On Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights, I awoke in the morning to chaos on the bed. My bedding was all over the place. It looked like I’d been playing soccer in the night. The pillows were on the floor. But last night, there was no disturbing signs. I have a great sleep every night, but last night was clearly more relaxed than the previous three evenings.
Today I water and I read more Margaret Visser. It’s going well. I’m able to stick to her book and I’m enjoying it immensely.
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