Saturday was like every day before it. There were the dog walks, the meals, the naps and the odd little bit of yard work in the afternoon because it was so spectacularly sunny. And in the evening, as happens every night, I escaped into the story of a lovely film.
And today is My Day. The week flew by and it’s the day of the week without ‘shoulds’ again. It shall unfold as we please. Soon we’ll be going for our morning walk, and the rest of the day will be the same as yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that, etcetera. It’s not raining, and it feels like it might turn nice and sunny again this afternoon, so perhaps some outdoor work with happen. And if it doesn’t, who cares? Grayson will soon be back to do more so I can just idle today if I want.
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