Crazy Sunday.
Intense cleaning at the farmhouse: I had Ed take apart the drain in the bathroom so that we could do a thorough swipe of any grime. (It was a messy job.) And the usual dusting and vacuuming and who knows what else. When we finished, it was lunch time. Even as for us, it was breakfast.
It looked to be a nice day, but we had almost none of it. Except for a walk to the compost pile.
Later, I help my girl pick out a Christmas tree for their home.
We speculate whether their recently adopted cat would knock down a decorated tree.
Nah... (I'll let you know if I'm proven wrong.)
Finally, in the evening, I speed through a few hours of work, then a spirited game of bowling with Ed and finally an easy spaghetti dinner with my girl and her husband. In an unusual move, I suggest we pull up our plates and watch the sort of insane but nonetheless fun show Amazing Race.
Are there any hours left in the day? I don't think so. Oh dear, that's not good. I have quite a bit of work left for tonight!
Sleep well, Ocean friends! Back to my tasks now...
