Late Saturday night.
Let's see here. After work on Wednesday I went to the library to research a cold case. We had dinner across the street before returning home, where I worked late into the evening writing the article.
After work on Thursday... well, I pretty much went to bed and slept all night. We were off on Friday.
It had been three days since I had unpacked any boxes so I unpacked three times as many on Friday. The home office is starting to resemble what it was like before the flood. I am determined not to let it reach the point where it did before that.
The heat and humidity around here has been terrible. We are irritable with one another. We have a hard time sleeping. Appetites are off.
Saturday we got up and drove to Gateway Meat Market in Dartmouth. They had the world's greatest sale on cheese and strawberries, two items at opposite ends of the digestive spectrum. We got some of each and returned home.
By early afternoon, I was tired and slept for a few hours while Patricia hulled the strawberries.
I have spent a chunk of the evening down here, where it is slightly cooler; but I know that sleep will be a challenge for us both this evening.
I really will try to write something on Sunday.
Time to wring out my shirt and try to get horizontal for a while.
See you tomorrow.