It is just past 9:30. I am watching "Supernatural" on the Space channel. And I am reflecting on the 3 day weekend that I just experienced.
I made breakfast each morning. I did a ton of laundry on Friday and Saturday, so much so that the two hampers are overflowing, and there are still quite a few clothes downstairs that I couldn't carry. I washed the dishes today. And, now, it would appear that I have a stomach bug. I will spare you the details.
Tomorrow, assuming I am not puking my guts out, I will return to work, fully rested and ready to confront another week of labour. Is it time to retire yet?
I have got a fair amount of response to my latest "Early Bevboy" post, from last night. Dawn Sloane has rediscovered vinyl in the last few months. Jim David and Deborah Eaton both chimed in with remarks. And I may get some more yet.
Newbie is next to me on the bed. He was with me this afternoon as well when I took a nap. At one point, I woke up for a moment and he was nestled up against me, as if I were protecting him somehow. Cats are weird sometimes.
There's very little going on of note in my world this evening. Sorry about that.
See you tomorrow.