I feel like I’m preparing for a week away, although I will be coming home to sleep.
Filled the birdfeeders, mixed up and poured new sugar water in for the hummers, cut Jim’s hair–he really couldn’t go another week shaggy, printed out the lectures for this week’s classes, just blew an ant off my laptop screen, made sure I let Jim know what’s in the fridge for meals (oh damn, I’ll miss one of those lovely Monday evening dinners with his dad), made out a bank slip for him to deposit the weekend receipts for the business, left him a note to stop at the Honda dealer and pick me up a gas cap (first time ever, honest, that I lost one!) oops!–I’d better record a message on my shop phone that I’ll be closed this week, I’ll do that now…
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